[Mr] & [Mrs] Trooprally's contribution:
This FReep was a lot more fun than Sunday's FReep against Code Pink. First, it only rained on the way down to Rumsfeld's house. Second, we definitely rained on CP's parade. CP did not expect us to be there. When they saw us, they were both surprised and upset. I missed their expression, but [Mrs] T and Cindy_True_Supporter saw their faces. Imagine, only 6 of us upsetting about 35 of them. It doesn't take much.
It was especially enjoyable to chant during their press speeches. We drowned them out big time, twice. The first when they were in the middle of the street and the second time when they did a sit-in on the sidewalk in front of Rummy's property.
There was a lot of in your face "discussions", bumping back in forth to move us away from their group, some shoving by Cindy_True_Supporter when a moonbat started to make light of her son's accident in Texas, and by the moonbats when tgslTakoma was holding the "Code Pink, Human IEDs" sign and when taking movie pics of the Great Pink Sit-In. Tgsl was closer to Cindy Sheschrew than most of the CP group. TgslTakoma's daughter, who I thought was quiet and non-confrontational, got right in there with mom and watched mom's back. She was a little wildcat. So much for first impressions.
Of course we were very loud in our freedom of speech. I can't say it enough, CP was visibly upset about us raining on their parade. It was great.
Personally, I directed most of my freedom of speech to Cindy Sheschrew during the Sit-In. I had my brother's laminated wallet size picture (Vietnam, KIA) with my Gold Star pinned to it. I gave her several very loud pieces of my mind. It went from where is her son's headstone to why is she dishonoring her son's volunteer service. All the time holding my brother's picture. When asked by CP why I'm not volunteering to fight, I told them our son is in the Marines in our place.
Then they complained to the police about my cigar. They asked the police to tell me to put it out. Imagine that, we can't have freedom to do what we want, but they do. The officer basically told CP to go pound sand.
Before the great environmental smashing by CP, Medea B. tried to grab [Mrs] T's "CP, Human IEDs" sign to create a physical confrontation. [Mrs] T won that battle telling Medea not to touch her or her sign. As Medea walked away, she mumbled something about not touching her and having another idea. Apparently it was the great environmental smashing.
I was next to CP at the brick wall when it was breached. The first two Pinkos were through the hedge before I realized what was happening. They made it to top of Rumsfeld's front door steps but were quickly wrestled away from it by the police. The fourth person I didn't see, but the third one, the black hooded guy was next to me. He was a little slow getting through the hedge. I thought he tripped as he started to get up, but it was the police officer jumping on top of him. The great environmental destroyer never got off his all fours. That was my one great laugh for the day when I saw it happen.
I cannot believe those jerks actually went on to Rumsfelds's private property.
Are they really that stupid?
They were undoubtedly confused because Slick showed the world a whole new use for cigars.
Please convey our gratitude to your son. And thanks to everybody for representing us all so well. Again.
Why is it that you bring out the violence of the left? First in Olney now in front of Rummy's. What is in those cigars that you smoke?
Great job everyone! My presence was required in an all dayer so slipping away to do God's work was not possible.
Well done, all!
Great addendum to the FReport. Thanks. And good work.
Wow, smoking cigars and disrupting the disrupters. Sounds like a great time! Where do I sign up?
Thanks much for all your DC chapter does.
"When asked by CP why I'm not volunteering to fight..."
You are fighting. You are fighting the useful idiots, the al-Quida supporters, and the treasonous home-grown insurgents here in the homeland. Thank you.