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1 posted on 06/08/2020 4:31:00 AM PDT by Kaslin
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To: Kaslin

The essential message liberals reject.


2 posted on 06/08/2020 4:43:05 AM PDT by Track9 (Islam: Turning everything it touches to ShiÂ’ite since 632 AD)
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To: Kaslin

Trumps’ Bible.


3 posted on 06/08/2020 4:44:59 AM PDT by Big Red Badger (He Hath Not Given Us A Spirit Of Fear)
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To: Kaslin

That portrait doesn’t look like Jackson.

I can’t find that portrait referenced as Jackson anywhere but Townhall.

I think it is someone else.


4 posted on 06/08/2020 5:06:14 AM PDT by Pontiac (The welfare state must fail because it is contrary to human nature and diminishes the human spirit)
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To: Kaslin

Today is June 8. The battle was January 8.


6 posted on 06/08/2020 5:30:40 AM PDT by Jaxter (Pro Aris et Focis)
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Why of all people choose a monster like Andrew Jackson to make this case?


7 posted on 06/08/2020 5:44:51 AM PDT by dangus
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1814 we took a little trip
Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip
We took a little bacon and we took a little beans
And we caught the bloody British in a town in New Orleans
We fired our guns and the British kep a-comin’
There wasn’t nigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they begin to runnin’
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
We looked down a river
And we see’d the British come
And there must have been a hundred of’em
Beatin’ on the drums
They stepped so high
And they made their bugles ring
We stood by our cotton bales
And didn’t say a thing
We fired our guns and the British kep a-comin’
There wasn’t nigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they begin to runnin’
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Old Hickory said we could take ‘em by surprise
If we didn’t fire our muskets
‘Till we looked ‘em in the eyes
We held our fire
‘Till we see’d their faces well
Then we opened up our squirrel guns
And really gave ‘em - well we
Fired our guns and the British kep a-comin’
There wasn’t nigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they begin to runnin’
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Yeah, they ran through the briars
And they ran through the brambles
And they ran through the bushes
Where the rabbit couldn’t go
They ran so fast
That the hounds couldn’t catch ‘em
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
We fired our cannon ‘til the barrel melted down
So we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round
We filled his head with cannon balls, and powdered his behind
And when we touched the powder off the gator lost his mind
We fired our guns and the British kep a-comin’
There wasn’t nigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they begin to runnin’
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Yeah, they ran through the briars
And they ran through the brambles
And they ran through the bushes
Where the rabbit couldn’t go
They ran so fast
That the hounds couldn’t catch ‘em
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico


8 posted on 06/08/2020 6:07:53 AM PDT by RedStateRocker (Nuke Mecca. Deport all illegals. Abolish the DEA, IRS and ATF,.)
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To: Kaslin

Not so sure about this hagiography. Father of Slave supporting Demoncrat party, betrayer of Indian treaties. Davy Crockett became an political adversary because of Jackson’s broken promises....


9 posted on 06/08/2020 6:28:06 AM PDT by Jan_Sobieski (Sanctification)
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I used to be very opposed to Jackson, until I learned the deeper meaning behind some of his actions. For example, the Trail of Tears internal deportation.

Early America in the time of the colonies, was dominated by two enormous tribal factions: the northern tribes and the southern tribes, both of which could field very large armies and who rapidly adapted to the European war fighting technology.

Even before the birth of the United States, there were two insanely brutal, no contest slaughters: The French and Indian war, where the Indians were so savage that even the professional French soldiers were somewhat horrified; and Pontiac’s Rebellion, again a ruthless campaign of violence and terror.

But between the two, the northern tribes ability to wage war was about wiped out. But the southern tribes were mostly unscathed.

Jackson actually knew, liked, and had fought beside some of the southern tribe Indians. But Jackson had a serious problem. An uncontrollable wave of (very tough) settlers was heading into the southern tribes territories with intent to make it their own.

He knew that unless he did something big, and in a hurry, there was likely going to be another murderous war. So using the Union Army, he ordered the “Trail of Tears”, deportation being preferable to annihilation. It should also be noted that the Union soldiers sent along with had proportionally just as much disease and death as did the Indians.

The army had to accompany them both to keep their movement in order and to protect them against Plains Indian tribe attacks. And yes, they would have been slaughtered otherwise, by some of the dozens of tribes that held territory on that route.


11 posted on 06/08/2020 8:46:44 AM PDT by yefragetuwrabrumuy (Liberalism is the belief everyone else should be in treatment for your disorder.)
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To: Kaslin

Who is that a picture of, it isn’t Jackson!


13 posted on 06/08/2020 9:18:03 AM PDT by fortheDeclaration
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