Real Americans Don't Back Down.

I'm Such A Lucky Guy. I've Been Able To Make My Own Decisions For My Own Life For The Last Fifty Years...or Sixty ... Well Maybe Not Sixty. Even Though I Think I Was Making My Own Decisions At The Tender Age Of Eight.

I've Always Identified [myself] With The Warrior And Good Over Evil, And You Don't Negotiate For Good Over Evil, If You Want Peace And Love, Kill People That Deny You That.

You Have To Save The Habitat, You Have To Save The Population - Not Individual Animals. What You Want To Save Is The Foundation, The Basic Infrastructure From Which Resources Are Produced. You Can't Save Fifi And Boo-boo And Thumper.

The Heartbreak Of Runaway Corruption, Abuse Of Power And Indefensible Criminality By Our Government And Media Should, Must Inspire All Good We-the-people Americans To Wake The Hell Up From The Embarrassing Curse Of Apathy And Start Demanding Constitutional Accountability From Our Elected Employees. How Radically Non-sheep Of Me.

I'm Stoned On My Music. I'm Intoxicated By My Joyful Calendar Between The Tours, And The Hunting, And The Charity Work, And The Family Time, And Just My Lifestyle Living On A Ranch In Texas And Back When I Lived On My Ranch In Michigan. It's The Epitome Of Individual Independence, Self-sufficiency, Hands-on, Earthly Celebration And We Tour Every Summer Like Complete Animals.