Review of America's Thirty Years War by Dr. Balint Vazsonyi (historian, famed concert pianist, and head of the Center for American Founding)
by Cookie Kelly for Rightgrrl!
author of The Second Coming

Dr. Balint Vazsonyi, coughing and sputtering from a bad cold, answered the phone. Thrilled to speak with the maestro himself, I praised his book with great enthusiasm. Without a trace of self-importance, this busy, gifted man thanked me for my interest and promised to send more information about his work.

I spoke eagerly about joining, but he seemed hesitant. "Wait until you study the material, then decide. Write me later." Then, his voice smiling in spite of physical discomfort, he bid me a cheery "good day!"

Deeply impressed with his sincerity, I puzzled over his words of caution. Later, after reading about the Center, I understood. Balint Vazsonyi has, as did his adopted forefathers, pledged his "life, fortune, and sacred honor" to do battle with America's enemies. Only those of like mind need apply. Vazsonyi strikes hard against all forms of socialism, knowing they are but precursors to communism. His heart beats in tandem with the hopes and dreams of Washington, Jefferson, and Madison. Because of these men, he writes, citizens today should be guaranteed life and liberty. Instead, he sees dark shadows threatening America's future.

In piercing, succinct chapters, Vazsonyi details the danger. Every facet of Judeo-Christian culture is under attack. He knows well the telltale signs. When I first heard Dr Vazsonyi speak of his harrowing escape from Soviet-ruled Hungary, my eyes filled with tears at a painful memory. The year was 1956, the place Wurzburg, Germany, not far from where Soviet tanks were crushing the life out of young freedom fighters. Caught in a failed revolution, they were helpless to stop the slaughter. Dad, Mom, and I, safe in our military quarters, sat grimly listening as Hungarian rebels pleaded desperately over the radio for help from the West.

In the end, help did not come. We heard the final pleas, the short bursts of gunfire from Russian soldiers, then silence. The Iron Curtain slammed down once more, hard and cold, upon the suffering people of Hungary. It was not to lift again until 1991.

But during that rebellion, many valiant souls braved the treacherous mine fields of the border to cross over into freedom and a new life. Among them was a brilliant young pianist, Balint Vazsonyi. How ironic, he says, to arrive in America and discover the choking tentacles of socialism wrapping like poisonous vines around the constitution. For all who cherish liberty, Vazsonyi's book is a "must-read."