No one likes Party Poopers on Memorial Day.

I posted this on Facebook Sunday and felt it was relevant enough to move here and go more in depth.

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Personally, if I got waxed by some poop head… I’d want everyone I know to grill out, drink some beers, eat burgers, shoot some guns, and enjoy a three day Memorial weekend however they want.

Because that’s freedom. Freedom from the very people that our vets died defending it from. You know what freedom is?

It’s cooking a fat burger over charcoal instead of being forced to attend public book burning or mass indoctrination rallies.

It’s about drinking a cold beer with the boys instead of wondering if your door will be kicked in during the middle of the night and your family taken to some gulag where you’ll be worked to death or executed because you have a college degree.

It’s about throwing water balloons at your kids instead of worrying if your daughter will be stoned to death as a ‘honor killing’ if she is sexually assaulted.

It’s about wearing American colored sun glasses on a boat instead of worrying about gas shortages, eating rats, or prostituting yourself to survive. (Looking at you Venezuela)

It’s about lounging in lawn chairs instead of worrying if you’ve got enough food in your underground bunker in case the Russkies or North Koreans nuke us.

It’s about being able to freely and openly bicker with your family about your differing political views without worry of being labeled a dissident and snatched off with a bag over your head to be dropped into a mass grave.

THAT’S what our vets defend us and others against!

And if we Americans can’t enjoy our way of life, then what was the point of their sacrifice?

You want to place flags on all the vets graves? Right on!

You want to pour a forty on your battle buddies grave? Sounds good!

You want to see a flag at half mast and throw up a quick prayer to our Lord and Savior, to thank Him for gracing our existence with such men who would selflessly die for others? Awesome!

You want to drive four hours and play in a swimming pool with your family? DO IT.

You want to grill some tasty meat? DO IT.

This is America.

Every day is the Fourth of July. Every day is Veterans Day. Every day is Memorial Day.

EVERY DAY IS THE ‘REST OF THE WORLD SUCKS AND WE DON’T’ DAY!

And I’m not about to bash someone for having a good time on Memorial Day by assuming they don’t care about our honored dead.

Chunky Monkey – An example of womanly RAGE.

I think I’ve spent the past three or four days on one stupid scene that’s really not even that important. Because it involves a bunch of dialogue about convincing the Governor to send soldiers to help defend a town.

And it’s just boorrrinnngggg…..

But action scenes, that’s where it’s at.

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Here are two examples. The first is just dialogue. Bleh. The second is dialogue… with ACTION!

Dialogue:

“Hey Jan,” Michael said with a smile as he tossed his laptop bag on the coffee table.

“Hey yourself, how was work?” She asked as she closed the refrigerator door and opened the freezer.

“It was work. I got a 1% raise today.”

“Oh that’s nice honey.” He could tell she wasn’t really paying attention as she moved the frozen tater tots and chicken nuggets aside. “Hey, where is the Chunky Monkey ice cream?”

“Sorry, I couldn’t sleep last night and I finished it off.” He reached around her with a pen and wrote ice cream in bad cursive on the grocery list notepad that was stuck on the front of the refrigerator door.

“But, it’s my favorite!” She pouted.

 

Action:

[“All Aboard the Murder Train” from How I Met Your Mother blares in the background]

Michael kicked the door open and dove inside, avoiding the fatal front as his arch nemesis blew a chunk out of the door frame. He heard her pump the shotgun as she ducked back behind the wall and into the other room.

“Look, I’m sorry!” He screamed as he simultaneously tried to press himself flat against the wall and peek around the corner at the same time. It wasn’t really working well. He couldn’t see anything but a pile of dirty laundry still in it’s basket.

“It was mine! And you took it from me!” She yelled in return.

He dunked instinctively as a basketball size hole suddenly appeared above his head, showering him with sheet rock dust and bits of insulation as she guessed where he was.

Spinning onto his back, he used his steel toed Wolverine size 15 boots to push himself backwards. As he slid away on the cold linoleum, he drew the massive Ruger Super Redhawk revolver from it’s holster across his chest and thumbed back the hammer. Grimacing at the recoil he was about to feel,  he sighted between his raised knees, and pulled the trigger.

The boom was deafening as the 400 grain .454 Casull DoubleTap bullet slammed through the Sheetrock wall, snapping the 2×4 stud in half, and leaving a fist sized hole as it blasted through the house leaving a trail of destruction and onward to never-never land. Or the neighbors house, whichever. Jim still hadn’t returned the rake he borrowed anyways.

His ears rang as he cocked the pistol again and tried to peer through the gun holes in the wall. He coughed as the dust from the destruction found its way into his lungs.

“Honey? Are you okay?”

BOOM! Cha-Chunk! BOOM!

The first slug hit the floor beside him and punched through and into his man cave downstairs as he scrambled to get behind the kitchen island. A shotgun pump later and the second shot was higher this time, blowing pictures and magnets off the refrigerator door as she wrongly assumed he had taken cover there.

“It was just ice cream! There was barely any left!”

He pushed himself to his knees and rested the butt of the pistol on top of a cutting board covered with half sliced carrots and a tomato while carefully lining up the iron sights. The round door knobs on the cabinet doors dug into his chest as he braced himself.

“You try working customer service and see how HANGRY YOU GET FOR CHUNKY MONKEY!” She screeched in a murderous rage.

Looks like take out tonight. He pulled the trigger back, watching the cylinder rotate until a fresh cartridge was under the firing pin. Slowly he began incrementally adding pressure as he focused on the front sight, until suddenly the trigger broke clean and the hammer dropped.

KA-BOOM!

The muzzle blast flung the plastic salad bowl across the room and bits of romaine lettuce and spinach rained down from the heavens around him.

“I’ll buy you more!”

“I don’t WANT MORE! I want want you ATE! I’m going to rip it out of your intestines with my BARE HANDS!”

He shuddered and carefully sized up the window above the sink, trying to gauge if he could fit through it. Because sleeping on the couch tonight suddenly didn’t feel very safe.

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See? Action = Cool.

Dialogue = Only cool in action.

Otherwise it’s lame-o.

 

(EDIT – Dick Casull, who invented the .454 Casull round died two weeks ago. So I figured I would use that round just for kicks and giggles.)

15 minutes in the life of a Snowflake. (A Short Story of Lunacy)

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It was just another beautiful day of impending doom and gloom.

The evil Capitalist Industrial Complex pumped out trillions of pounds of carbon into the air, drilled mercilessly into the earth mothers crust to exploit her black blood of the earth and precious minerals. Meanwhile numerous cute, defenseless, furry, woodland creatures were slaughtered by backwoods, uneducated, rednecks without teeth and family genealogy problems. Earth was dying, and we were the cause. The beautiful summer flowers would soon wilt away and die. If Global Warming didn’t freeze them first, the acid rain from industrial pollution, or the rapidly depleting ozone layer from aerosol cans would eventually get them. Or the loss of the pink butt bullfrog’s natural habitat would destroy the fragile ecosystem that has remained unchanged for millions of years and kill us all. If only Al Gore had been elected back in 2000 instead of that dumb cowboy!

But instead of worrying about Earth and future generations, all the extreme right-wingers could think about was their precious jobs and tax cuts and border wall and stock market records. Fools. They elected Trump, and everyone knows the stock market is going to crash because of him. It’s just taking a little longer than CNN said it would.

But it’s too late now.

It was all stupid America’s fault, if only we hadn’t backed out of the Paris Accords. Then we could have reduced earths global warming by 0.00001 degrees per year. But instead America was pushing its imperialist will over everyone else and bullying them with undeserved might. Why couldn’t we be more like Europe or Canada? Prime Minister Trudeau was such a great man, at least he knew we could rehabilitate jihadists to be an extraordinarily powerful voice for the Muslim community. He was the beacon of hope that we no longer had.

Stepping past a large silver pickup, I intentionally dragged my keys down the side of it. Gas guzzlers were the bane of vehicular existence. Probably a stupid Trumpkin anyways. I huffed. He wasn’t my President. What a bozo. Obama was like, a gazillion times greater. He was a man of the people. He cared, he resonated, he even cried about things that he was passionate about.

I felt like we were very similar. I was passionate, and I cried a lot also. All the time.

Usually I wept for our future, where transgenders weren’t welcome in the military, where racist bigoted celebrities could be President, where Health Care wasn’t treated as a basic human right, where entire families of immigrants were deported behind an iron wall of hatred, where Radical Islam was considered the biggest threat instead of Russian Collusion or a Republican controlled Congress. Or where we couldn’t get rid of unwanted fetuses. They were just clumps of cells. Like removing a tumor or something. And if conservatives weren’t going to pay for them to be taken care of after they are born, who are they to act so high and mighty about killing them? They just wanted them to starve or not be able to read good or learn how to do other stuff really good too. Besides, they believe in corporal punishment. And everyone knows you should ask a child’s consent before you punish them, hold them, or hug them. Bunch of hypocritical child abusers is what they are.

There was always something to cry or be passionate about.

I kicked the trucks bumper for good measure, but my Birkenstocks didn’t do any damage. They just made my exposed toes hurt as I stubbed them.

I straightened my safety pin on my fashionable $40 Che Guevara T-shirt and reminded myself that I am a refuge of safety and dignity. There is strength in me, and I won’t be silenced or intimidated. The world was full of injustice, and I was a social justice warrior.

Then I saw it.

Someone had tried to peel it away, but I could still make out the large H and the “I’m With” lettering on the arrow that pointed to the side. The sticker was faded and torn, and Hillary’s name was almost unrecognizable. Yet, like her, it persisted.

Just like I also persisted.

I felt my lower chin begin to tremble, and my eyes start to water.

I forced myself to blink back the tears instead of giving in to them. I couldn’t break down now, I had to get to class. My Gender Studies in the Homosexual Community was my favorite class, my teacher inspired me. I copied her look with short purple hair, bright make-up, torn fish net stockings, and facial rings. I made sure I projected a strong feminist presence. I only wish I wasn’t a white male. I was the very thing that I hated so much. The archetype of racist and masculine evil. No wonder my parents didn’t understand me. They were white, heterosexual, and Christian. They were the absolute worst!

Averting my eyes from the peeling bumper sticker, I hurried. Holding the strap to my environmentally friendly hemp backpack tighter, I skirted around the homeless baby-murdering vet sleeping in a cardboard box as I made my way down the street. He was curled in a ball, sleeping, with an American Flag folded neatly beside a small donation can. I kicked it out of spite and it skittered into a puddle. I sniffed in righteous indignation, it served him right, he fought for oil. That meant he was just another one of George Bush’s peaceful Muslim murdering savages. Weapons of Mass Destruction, I harrumphed, G. Dumb. Bush was a weapon of mass destruction to the Iraqi People. He should be executed for War Crimes against Human Decency.

A man was walking the other way, swaying with toxic masculinity while texting on his phone. He was dressed casually, in jeans and black t-shirt. His hair was cut and slicked back, with slight stubble covering his chin. He was looking down at his phone when our shoulders grazed slightly as I tried to dodge out of the way. I squealed, and he muttered an apology before glancing up at me. We locked eyes for a moment. His mouth dropped open slightly before he squinted in confusion and quickly turned to walk away. It must be my exposed man breast and nipple pasty, of course he wouldn’t get it. He looked like the typical cis-gendered male, all arrogance and cockiness. I was gender fluid, so today I chose to show solidarity with feminists. I was especially proud of my eye liner, I watched a dozen YouTube videos on how to apply it perfectly.

I sneered after him before pulling out my brand new Iphone-X. It was the latest model and cost me over a thousand dollars. I used my Student Loans to pay for it. That’s what they are for anyways, to cover necessities. It was such a shame these weren’t free from the Government, stupid greedy Capitalists. Cell Phones were a basic human right.

I pulled up the app and quickly sent out a tweet:

Men are such pigs. #metoo #Oprah4POTUS #CheetoPrez

That would get plenty of attention. I couldn’t wait to see how many of my online friends liked it. I hoped it would go viral. Maybe Ellen DeGeneres would interview me, and I could talk about how I was nearly assaulted and disrespected on the street in the broad daylight. I started day dreaming about how I would make it sound more confrontational when I told the story and what I would have said to put that creep in his place and draw attention to our cause. I needed to practice my dance moves tonight just in case. She always danced on her show.

Then my phone pinged, and I saw I had an email from one of my professors.

It was an invitation to protest the latest conservative speaker on campus. Anyone who signed the attendance sheet being passed around would get extra credit! I don’t know why they kept trying to speak, no one wanted to hear what they had to say. They just came here to cause trouble. Bunch of ignorant mouth breathers. Last time I made sure that I stood at the front of the protest, so everyone could see me. I even hit a police officer with a dildo. That showed him. But then I got a rubber bullet to the groin, and while I considered myself a female that day, it still hurt. I threw up on my pink vagina hat. It still smelled bad. But I would be there, because I persisted!

As I passed one of the dorms, I inadvertently saw the poster through the window and it hit me like an emotional pile of bricks.

The familiar red, white, and blue poster with HOPE in bold words at the bottom. Obama, gazing towards the future with his strong and fearless gaze. I thought of the clown in office, his orange skin and clownish hair swept back, and his foul mouth and disrespectful attitude towards my African-American, Transgendered, Homosexual, Mexican-Islamic family. The internment camps he was probably having built right now, to round them up and deport them. His law enforcement thugs preparing lists of innocent children to deport. His cronies stacking their gold like Scrooge McDuck while I made $7.25 an hour flipping burgers. How was I supposed to survive on that? How dare they not pay me $15, or even $20 an hour! A wage you can live on is another basic human right! I have $40,000 in student loans I must pay back! Bernie Sanders would have forgiven them!

I couldn’t hold it in anymore. I started running for the nearest Safe Space. But it was so far away! Why weren’t they everywhere?

The unfairness of it all overwhelmed me and dropping to my knees, I bawled. The hot, salty tears rolled down my face and I could feel my mascara running into my mustache.

But I felt no shame, I was a refuge of strength and dignity against the injustice of America. My safety pin protest proved that. Expressing emotion just meant I was more ‘woke’ than everyone else.

Turning my face upwards, I clenched my fists and screamed my social justice warrior rage at the sky.

So you wanna be a Communist in America, eh Comrade?

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A poll came out that nearly half of millennial’s would rather live under a Communist or Socialist government than America.

Link to Poll by Victims of Communism.Org

 

Well, the 100 million people who died under Communist rule in the 20th Century would tell you how horrifically STUPID you are… if they could. But they can’t, because they are dead. And when they were alive, they couldn’t then either, because they’d be killed for complaining. Because that’s the Communism you love so much.

And in a sad twist of irony, over 71% of you Millennial morons couldn’t even define what Communism is. I guess that’s what we get from public education, liberal indoctrination , poor parenting, and a lack of corporal punishment. This would be hilarious if it wasn’t so… in Trumps words… SAD!

But I’ll help you out:

What is Communism?

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noun: communism; noun: Communism; plural noun: Communisms
  1. A political theory derived from Karl Marx, advocating class war and leading to a society in which all property is publicly owned and each person works and is paid according to their abilities and needs.

Somehow, people read that and think – hey sounds nice! I can do nothing and get everything I want! (Gee, who does THAT sound like in America today?)

No, your a slave, another irrelevant cog in the churning Communist machine.  But the ruling elite can get and do what ever they want without fear of reprisal – they can crush dissidents and political opponents by fear, intimidation, torture, and execution.

The ‘Free Speech’, that you like to hide behind while you act like butt holes, while you burn the American Flag, kneel during Anthems, block off roads, protest, chant obscenities, dress up like vaginas, and wave crude home made signs about how horrible America is – Doesn’t apply in Commie-Land. If you aren’t squished by a tank, you’ll be snatched away with a black sack over your head to be tortured in an undisclosed location before being dumped into a mass grave with a bullet in the back of your head. Your family will never know what happened to you and they’ll be too afraid to ask.

That Electoral College that you ignorantly believe ‘cheated you’ out of your Hillary and Al Gore ‘Popular Vote’ wins? You ain’t got to worry about that no more. You probably won’t even have to worry about voting either, because it’s either suspended or a phony election with predetermined results. You have no political power, you have no voice, or choice in the direction of your country.

The Free Tuition you want, its free alright, but its indoctrination. You don’t get to study Feminist Ideology or Gender Fluidity or whatever stupid sham of a degree you pick. You are FORCED to study what the government chooses. Because indoctrinated and ignorant masses are easy to lead. Speaking of which, if you are one of these evil professors preaching this Communist/Socialist crap – chances are you would be the first to dragged off to a gulag. That’s a labor camp, where your soft, supple hands and your haughty ideology won’t last long as you starve and work yourself to death. Because Professors and the ‘Higher Learned’ are direct threats to those in power. But I’m sure you Pinko-Commies will be more than grateful to lick their boots… assuming you (Like Bernie Sanders) ever find the courage to move to one of the countries you so highly praise. Or if you continue to drive our Country in that direction, and by some strange fluke people like me and hundreds of thousands of others with guns no longer have a say.

But good luck in Venezuela, though, (Bernie Sanders favored example of Socialism) they are eating cats and dying in the streets. Professors are turning to prostitution to survive and people are selling their kids in hopes someone else can provide for them.

And Universal Healthcare? Sure, you can have that. Even though the hospitals have a hard time getting basics like clean water or ibuprofen, and the mortality rate goes way up and life expectancy plummets like a rock. Oh, you need medicine, cat scans, MRIs, dialysis, cancer treatment, or band aids? Good luck. And technological advancements? They don’t exist unless they are government funded, and the government don’t care to spend millions experimenting through trial and error to find a cure then GIVE IT AWAY FOR FREE. (That’s why medicine costs money, because of the HUGE investment that is spent on the numerous failures before they get a hit.)

Then you pray and hope, that a country as great as America steps in, stomps your dictators face first into the mud, and hands you the freedom that WE paid for with OUR BLOOD.

But don’t worry, we don’t expect anything in return. The Liberals won’t let us take your oil as reparations for the tax money our citizens paid to fund the mighty military machine that freed you. And you Freedom Hating brainwashed losers will probably just elect the next Tyrant that offers you bread and circuses to distract you from your eventually re-enslavement anyways.

So think about all this while you whine about the evils of Capitalist Imperial America on Facebook and Twitter with your computers or smart phones while wearing your Che Guevara berets and Karl Marx t-shirts. All of those being products that would never exist anywhere except a Capitalist Republic like ours. Because Profit motivates people, and Profit creates innovation and advancement. Socialism/Communism is stagnation. And oh my goodness, what would you do without the latest $1,000 Iphone X?!?!

Sadly, an unfortunate consequence of Capitalist Innovation, is that it allows you ignoramuses to voice your ignorance to the world. Just because you can speak, doesn’t mean you should. Kind of like voting, just because you can vote, doesn’t mean you should Forest Gump your way into the polls and cancel out our EDUCATED votes with your STUPIDITY based off a celebrity opinion you read in Cosmopolitan.

Rush Limbaugh sums up what is happening in our society, and why the left pushes this crap in schools and society.

(If you read to the end, I have a picture of Taylor Swift to show you!)

We Are on the Cusp of a Second Civil War

America is under attack from within. Our culture, our history, our founding are under the most direct assault I have seen in my life. And I’m sure it’s the same with you. We haven’t seen anything like this. You might even get away with saying that we are on the cusp of a second civil war. Some of you might say that we are already into it, that it has already begun. However you characterize it, though, we are under attack from within. And it’s being bought and paid for by people from outside America, in addition to inside.

I’m thinking of people like George Soros and any other number of international financiers whose objective it is to take the United States out and down as a superpower, to literally erase the United States as a powerful or super powerful nation.

Now, folks, in order to defend America, which I believe is incumbent upon all of us, in order to defend America, you have to begin knowing our history. If you’re gonna defend the United States of America, you have to know our history. You have to know the purpose of the United States of America. You have to know unequivocally and proudly the United States’ place in history. And that is why erasing and distorting our history is crucial for the left to succeed.

None of this that is happening on the left is random. None of the riots, none of the protests. They are not the result of the left being offended by individual acts. Antifa didn’t show up in Charlottesville because they found out something was going to happen that offended them. They showed up in Charlottesville to create mayhem and cause hell. They showed up in Ferguson, Missouri, to do the same thing.

They showed up in Baltimore to do the same thing — and wherever they show up today and tomorrow and next week, it’s by design, on purpose, has an objective and an agenda. And that agenda is to erase American history. That agenda is to distort, erase, and impugn our history. It is crucial if they are to succeed. Because, you see, if enough Americans can be persuaded that America, as founded, is unjust — if enough Americans can be persuaded that America as founded is inherently racist and immoral and illegitimate — then it will be all that much easier to erase America as founded.

The two go hand in hand, which is the objective of all of these groups on the left. Whatever they’re called and wherever they go and however they organize and whatever their day-to-day purpose, their objective is to erase the history of America. It’s to restate it, to recharacterize it in such a way as to convince a majority of Americans that their country is illegitimate and has been from the get-go — is unjust and racist and bigoted and has been from the get-go.

If enough Americans can be persuaded of all of that — that America is inherently racist, that America is and has been a lie — then it’s over. That is the objective, and we are in the midst of it. Sometimes you’re so close to the forest you don’t see the trees. That’s what we are in the midst of here: An ongoing effort to erase America by discrediting the entire premise of our culture, our history, our founding. The objective is to create in as many American minds as possible that America as founded is not worth defending. Serious times.

This is a very, very serious effort that is underway. Sadly, it has a lot of allies. It has a lot of people helping it that ought to be opposing it, but they are choosing what they think is the path of least resistance, which is defined by the media. You’ve got several Republicans who I believe are unwittingly participating in the effort to cast America as indefensible, particularly with Donald Trump as president. Trump as president is, in their view…

The attacks on Trump, the characterization of his presidency, is designed to show how really flawed America is. That somebody like this could be elected, that means it’s time to get rid of the Constitution. That means it’s time to get… Whatever made Trump possible, it’s time to change it and get rid of it. This is very, very serious stuff happening here, and it has the aid and support of the media, which means it has the aid and support of the worldwide left and the Democrat Party.

America’s profound morality, kindness, widespread prosperity, and design for equal opportunity should be self-evident. But that assumes that factual, historically accurate reporting in education is taking place, and we know that it isn’t. It is a shame and a near crime that the profound morality and greatness and kindness and widespread prosperity and equal opportunity that is America isn’t known. It is a crime that those characteristics of our country are in the process being recast and erased. We are getting hysterically inaccurate reporting.

We have been in the midst of hysterically inaccurate education for generations. America is unique. America copied no other country. Every other country was a copycat of others, with governments that denied individual freedom, denied opportunity, denied sovereignty. That’s what was copied. Tyranny was copied, nation to nation, people to people. That is the history of humanity: Living in tyranny, living under authoritarianism, living in poverty, living in sickness — until the United States came along, which copied nothing.

The United States and its founders rejected all of that tyranny, oppression, poverty. In America, the individual was the supreme power. That is being erased under the premise that the individual is corrupt. The individual is likely a racist or a transphobe or a homophobe or some other ill-prepared sack of humanity, and so we need to overcome the corruption that is the individual, that incomparable embrace of humanity that is the United States of America.

There’s no place on this planet that human beings would rather be than the United States of America. And yet people born and raised in this country have been persuaded that America is a sinkhole, a hellhole, a sewer, a garbage dump, or a dungeon, and they’re in the process of actually creating all of that — under the guise that civil rights, equality, and liberty. The incomparable embrace of humanity that is the United States is under attack. Leftists, Democrats seek control over 100% of the population. They accomplish this with lies, such as the Affordable Health Care Act.

They accomplish it with one lie after another. The lies being told today are the lies designed to convince people their country is not worth maintaining as it is, their country is not worth maintaining as founded because it was founded as racist, sexist, bigoted, homophobic (you know the drill), immoral and illegitimate. Ignorant people will not remain free for very long. The media is working on a path parallel with school systems to actively and passively distort information to wipe out from the vestiges of our history and our memory any collection of stories that testify to the greatness of America and her people.

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And because we all love Taylor Swift, I give you her timeless advice.

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But at least SOME parents are teaching their kids about the horrors of Anti-Capitalism. Maybe there is some hope out there, and since Millennials are so big on being ‘worldy’, maybe you should go visit some of these crap-holes before you declare we should follow them.

But go Donald Trump Jr:

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And now I need to go watch the Historical DocumentaryRED DAWN, just to feel clean again. But not that garbage remake with North Koreans and Thor. The original, with Russians/Cubans, high school kids, and FREEDOM!!!

WOLVERINES!

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Antifa-FAIL.

After weeks of build up to an Antifa-Apocalypse, with the threat of millions of communists, fascists, and anarchists expected to turn out to overthrow our elected President, we were so stoked. Hundreds of thousands of Americans spent the 4th of November hoping to go out and do some patriot stuff.

Across the nation they loving selected their favorite rifles and pistols, loaded magazines to full capacity, made sure their American flag was unfurled and flying in the breeze, strapped on holsters and magazine carriers, fueled up their vehicles, and prepared for the righteous slaughter that was to come…

But sadly, all the ANTIFA fascists stayed at home.

Probably because their mom wanted them to clean up their room in the basement.  Or they were grounded. Or they had a test on Monday at Liberal Loser University in ‘Communist Theory’ and ‘Underwater Sign Waving’.

The “Revolution” turned out to be a fizzle and some poor guys made a lot of wasted signs and wooden bats then looked rather stupid standing among piles of unused makeshift weapons.

For us it was like hunters spending weeks in anticipation, only to find out the season has been canceled because there wasn’t any game to hunt.

Thanks guys – there is nothing as miserable as unloading magazines when we should have been sweeping up fired casings and planting American flags in mounds of your unwashed and uneducated corpses.

Anyways, go wash your face masks, put another coating of lacquer on your shield, and spray paint another cardboard sign. I’m sure you cowards aren’t finished being obnoxious yet.

I hear you guys have another planned protest tomorrow on the anniversary of Trumps election. You plan on collectively screaming at the sky in an attempt to ‘rouse a sleeping giant’.

YAWN.

Good luck with that.

We will be waiting on your violent revolution, and this poster below from Hellhound Apparel shows what our response will be.

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And final word of this post goes to legendary Lt. Col Jeff Cooper:

“Let us reflect upon the fact that a man who covers his face shows reason to be ashamed of what he is doing. A man who takes it upon himself to shed blood while concealing his identity is a revolting perversion of the warrior ethic. It has long been my conviction that a masked man with a gun is a target. I see no reason to change that view.”

 

(For the record – I was out of town running a Spartan Beast race, and I never figured it would amount to anything anyways. But I did have my Glock and a few extra magazines, and a couple thousand pounds of motor vehicle to keep me safe during the ‘mass protests’. I’m told that getting a ‘pretty dunk wall’ picture is a big deal, well this is as pretty as it gets with me…)

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EDIT – A fellow Marine just had his first article posted at Appalachian Tactical Academy, on Hardening Your Castle. It’s a great article and from everything I hear, ATA is a fine place to get tactical training for the Citizen-Warrior. Read the article, do some upgrades, then go get training.