1948 ANTI COMMUNIST CARTOON

“..Communism violently hunts you down, grabs you by the throat, then forces you to host its spawn...”

Maybe that’s true, but Only when you can’t (or don’t have the cajones to) grab THEM by their cowardly throats and force right back. By whatever means necessary...(one of their cute little phrases - but it works BOTH ways).

Communism/socialism isn’t some vague, nebulous cloud that just materializes; it’s PEOPLE. Flesh and blood, with faults, fears, vulnerable soft spots and exploitable weaknesses - like any other human undertaking.

You find their frail, soft spot, then you swing your foot right into it with a lot of force.

This ain’t a country full of socialist Euroweenies with Jello for spines, or disarmed China or Cuba. And there’s folks living here who, within living memory, have been literally chased out of THEIR homeland by these vile POS, the same sh*t-filled ideology, just speaking a different
native language - but saying the same exact words. Do you think for one minute THEY want to go back to what they ran away from - or what they were unable to fight back against?

This is a battle in a longer war. A war against OUR people,
OUR heritage, OUR culure, OUR faith and OUR beliefs.

This past Sunday was December 7, 1941 in Hawaii...

or April 9, 1942 in the Phillippines...

or December 16, 1944 in Belgium.

Pretty horrible days, if you know your history.
Pretty damned grim, dark, and horrible days for
the folks who lived those moments.

Yet we ultimately won. Why?

Because AMERICANS don’t quit. Those men so long
ago ran out of ammunition...they were running out
of food, clothing, had ZERO support, and they still
STOOD, and FOUGHT like the warriors they were, because
that was ALL they could do.

They fought because all that they loved and held dear
was back here. And they were all that stood between the
animals we face now (again), and their folks and way of life.

They STOOD. They did not cave in; they did not cower; they did not compromise; They dug in deep, let the enemy come on, and went Berserker on the enemy with all they had; and when the ammunition was exhausted, they hurled themselves out of their fighting holes with their teeth and claws rather than give in.

You stand there and watch this awful tide coming at you,
and you say “Why me? Why us? Why Now?” - and the answer is ALWAYS the same:

Because WE’RE HERE, RIGHT NOW, in THIS space and in THIS time, and this is OUR moment to either stand up and put our principles to the test or simply roll over and pee on our bellies like scared puppies.

George Washington faced a similar moment. So did Doctor Joseph Warren, who later died at Bunker Hill, putting his principles to the test. So did 78-year old Sam Whitemore, a French-Indian war vet, watching Goverment redcoat troops in Concord killing unarmed civilians (yeah, they did it back then, too); he got off FIVE shots with musket (dropped one) and pistols (two more), then went at them with a saber, and was shot through the face; they bayonetted him a dozen times and left him for dead; yet he miraculosly LIVED another 18 years; died at 96, one of the odest American Revolution vets then around.

Why? Because they were THERE, and it was THEIR moment that God set before them.

Nobody ever said this would be easy; Certainly Jesus never promised it.

But this gift of Liberty that we’ve managed to maintain to varying ever-diminishing degrees over time is NOT infinite unless WE step up periodically to smack the living hell out of whatever two-bit sh*thead dictator (or in this case 216 dicatators) that decide to impose their boots on our faces. Whether that smack is politically or physically depends on the actions the enemy decides to take.

All govnerments suck, ultimately; some suck a little less than others. Ours sucked a whole lot LESS than all the others combined for a long time; but right now, not so much. But that’s temporary; everything is temporary and the ONLY consistent thing about it is change. And it works BOTH ways.

For myself, I refuse to be part of the generation that stood by and said “Well, gee, it’s been a great 235 year run and all that...” My ancestors would (and should) P*ss on me and every one of us for letting that happen.

I say this: Come November, we show up and make this F*cker and his whole rotten communist party pay dearly for this. We show up in DROVES at the polls and make his remaining two years as extraordinarily and exponentially miserable
as we can, and shove their agenda right up their collective asses.

Failing that, it’s go time. Everybody dies eventually. It’s what you die FOR that counts. And while you live, it’s HOW you spend the time that God gave you that means anything.

Duty, Honor, Courage.

What more needs to be said?

We’ll win this thing. Keep the faith.

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