Posted on 11/11/2016 10:46:19 AM PST by Sean_Anthony
Most of the dramatic military victories in world history – and certainly in our lifetime -- can be explained by means of strategy and weaponry.
Whether or not you believe in God—or in Trump—and whether or not you believe that the recent U.S. Presidential election was good—or bad—every objective observer will have to concede that Donald Trump’s shocking victory had all of the features of the most miraculous event in the lifetime of every living human being on our planet.
Maybe some were shocked,but something needed to happen that was going to be different than what we were experiencing & it could have happened sooner if enough of the right people had gotten out to vote. It may not have been the most momentous experience in someone’s life,but it was a biggie,& I think a positive one, for sure.
Maybe some were shocked,but something needed to happen that was going to be different than what we were experiencing & it could have happened sooner if enough of the right people had gotten out to vote. It may not have been the most momentous experience in someone’s life,but it was a biggie,& I think a positive one, for sure.
It shows me that the American spirit is alive and well despite an 8 year long assault against it. America saw through the globalist agenda and just smacked it down.
St. Crispen’s Day Speech
William Shakespeare, 1599
Enter the KING
WESTMORELAND. O that we now had here
But one ten thousand of those men in England
That do no work to-day!
KING. What’s he that wishes so?
My cousin Westmoreland? No, my fair cousin;
If we are mark’d to die, we are enow
To do our country loss; and if to live,
The fewer men, the greater share of honour.
God’s will! I pray thee, wish not one man more.
By Jove, I am not covetous for gold,
Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;
It yearns me not if men my garments wear;
Such outward things dwell not in my desires.
But if it be a sin to covet honour,
I am the most offending soul alive.
No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England.
God’s peace! I would not lose so great an honour
As one man more methinks would share from me
For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!
Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host,
That he which hath no stomach to this fight,
Let him depart; his passport shall be made,
And crowns for convoy put into his purse;
We would not die in that man’s company
That fears his fellowship to die with us.
This day is call’d the feast of Crispian.
He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam’d,
And rouse him at the name of Crispian.
He that shall live this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say ‘To-morrow is Saint Crispian.’
Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars,
And say ‘These wounds I had on Crispian’s day.’
Old men forget; yet all shall be forgot,
But he’ll remember, with advantages,
What feats he did that day. Then shall our names,
Familiar in his mouth as household words-
Harry the King, Bedford and Exeter,
Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester-
Be in their flowing cups freshly rememb’red.
This story shall the good man teach his son;
And Crispin Crispian shall ne’er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remembered-
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition;
And gentlemen in England now-a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs’d they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day.
I dont know what this song is but I love these two videos
Nominee
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CiJYGV8faZw
President
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WGomGRZIDIE
Winston Churchill:
I have, myself, full confidence that if all do their duty, if nothing is neglected, and if the best arrangements are made, as they are being made, we shall prove ourselves once again able to defend our Island home, to ride out the storm of war, and to outlive the menace of tyranny, if necessary for years, if necessary alone. At any rate, that is what we are going to try to do. That is the resolve of His Majesty’s Government-every man of them. That is the will of Parliament and the nation.
The British Empire and the French Republic, linked together in their cause and in their need, will defend to the death their native soil, aiding each other like good comrades to the utmost of their strength. Even though large tracts of Europe and many old and famous States have fallen or may fall into the grip of the Gestapo and all the odious apparatus of Nazi rule, we shall not flag or fail.
We shall go on to the end,
we shall fight in France,
we shall fight on the seas and oceans,
we shall fight with growing confidence and growing strength in the air,
we shall defend our Island, whatever the cost may be,
we shall fight on the beaches,
we shall fight on the landing grounds,
we shall fight in the fields and in the streets,
we shall fight in the hills;
we shall never surrender,
and even if, which I do not for a moment believe, this Island or a large part of it were subjugated and starving,
then our Empire beyond the seas, armed and guarded by the British Fleet, would carry on the struggle,
until, in God’s good time, the New World, with all its power and might, steps forth to the rescue and the liberation of the old.
I was told a story once by someone I trust as a sane and sober person. He was part of a group of people who had gone to see a saint from India touring the US. The saint went for his daily walk, with his visitors in tow, but they were in a bad area of a city. As they turned corner, he saw that ahead of them was a group of three gang-groomed rottweilers that, while chained, had very LONG chains that allowed them to dominate the sidewalk all the way out into the street. The saint however paid them no mind and walked cheerfully straight towards the dogs.
My friend said that he somewhat fell from the faith at that moment, because his last thought towards the saint before reaching the dogs was "this ain't India, welcome to the real world." But later he felt very guilty about that, because what happened was precisely nothing - the group and the saint were suddenly on the other side of the dogs, still walking along. My friend said there was no flash of light, no heavenly sounds, no protective angels with swords. In fact, he said if you blinked you would have missed it, and when he looked back, the dogs were all silently staring at the group like they were puzzled. No drama at all. He said it was the weirdest experience of his life.
That's how I feel about Trump's win. We all experienced a miracle. He just couldn't win, not even with all our help - everything was simply too stacked against him, too much liberal stupidity, too much lying, too much cheating, too much evil. Then, all of a sudden, he just... won. Game over. Liberals howling, media shocked, Hillary in hiding, Democrats collapsed - Boom, it's just over.
And yet, so few people realize what an extraordinary, impossible, enormous thing just happened.
But it did.
Hillary Rodham worked on Watergate and according used her lack of ethics even then.
How IRONIC that history clashed this year and one of the most unethical politicians of our time was defeated by someone who was encouraged to run for president by the person HRC was helping to investigate regarding ethics.
Also, Israel is God's and she needed protection.
For such a time as this...
It’s not over. We can and should celebrate, but we cannot go back exclusively to productive work if that means completely forgetting about government merely because it is for the moment in good hands.
We have to make sure Trump is chosen by the Electoral College.
We have to make sure Trump is inaugurated.
We have to make sure the republican establishment supports Trump.
We have to be ready to fight in 2018 and 2020, and we have to start that fight in about three months. The battle between good and evil will continue until Jesus returns. This was a major victory, perhaps the Battle of Midway. There are still many more battles in our future, Papua, Solomons, Guadalcanal, Leyte, Iwo Jima, Okinawa, and far too many others, and we need to win them too.
Yes to all
Oh, we few...we deplorable few...
nicely said
Only following your wonderful lead.
:)
"Hey, Hillary, watch me pull an election out of my hat!"
Hillary: "Your deplorables can't help you now!"
Donald, after winning: "All your government is mine now!"
Hillary sobbing: "It was mine, mine..."
As others have said, best election ever!
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