Posted on 05/31/2006 7:09:17 PM PDT by Albion Wilde
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WASHINGTON, May 26, 2006-- While many in the Capital and across the U.S. planned respectful visits to veteran's cemeteries on Memorial Day weekend, or to solemn observances to honor those who gave their lives for our nation, Code Pink showed up at Walter Reed Army Medical Center on Friday evening for more of their usual singin', dancin', sneerin' and general disrespect under the "banner" of war protests.
Sporting a Mary Poppins umbrella, this confused Code Pinko gives the anachronistic V-sign (which means Victory, as in "Victory in Iraq").
Shapewear-deprived American Pinko hopelessly stuck in the 60s, when
the V-for-victory sign briefly meant "peace, love, sex, dope, rock 'n' roll
and mud wrestling."
"JOIN US", her sign says hopefully. Let's face it -- have we any choice? -- her inviting curves are nicely set off by her lumberjack shirt and manly cargo pants...
...and her manly legs.
But what's that in her pits?
Even other Pinkos are alarmed.
Audibly mouthing, "WTF? OMG!!" Squeegee Guy rushes to the rescue, sporting -- what? A fully-loaded soap dish? A Halliburton Expandable Overbreastage Containment System? We give up. (Caption this picture.)
Perhaps Squeegee is actually aiming for the next Pinko in line, generously rushing to share his root touch-up kit with her. Next, he will make Pinko Bruce's white beard look as brown as ... well, as brown as Chuck Norris's.
Below, this looks like the usual Code Pink Women for Peace protest line at Walter Reed, consisting primarily of males and male facsimile units, doesn't it?
But look closer: This week it contains several fashionistas, such as failed 60s folk musician Perry, in the jaunty cap and old hippie mustache, but sporting stylish, up-to-the-minute flat-front shorts (right). Left (and we do mean left), is Princess Boy, modeling a grey and green Camo Kilt over freshly Naired gams.
Meanwhile Bruce Wolf (center), alias Blue Ponytail Guy, apparently was born without the creative gene. He completely failed his elective calligraphy class. All those who also failed, please raise your hand. All those who failed twice, please indicate both failures...
And here is Ballet Third Position Man, in the womanly pink cap and fashion-retro black socks with white shoes - before Memorial Day.
Can we stand this much fabulousness in one place?
Actually, no. Eighteen weeks ago, we chased this entire demonstration of Marxist malcontents away from the main gates of Walter Reed. Now we, the DC Chapter of Free Republic, hold down all four corners surrounding the security gates of this renowned medical facility for our Army wounded. Families and ambulatory patients from all over the nation come and go from these gates, especially on Friday evenings.
The main gate of Walter Reed Army Medical Center (WRAMC); security officers check every person and vehicle entering the base. FReeper [Mr.] Trooprally (red cap) talks with two Walter Reed personnel. The main hospital building is the large concrete structure (left rear). Patients can see Code Pink from their windows; more importantly, they can see us and our large banners that honor their service.
Code Pink's obscenities had to go. They claim they "support the troops", but they brought a pseudo-intellectual former employee of Saddam Hussein on a speaking tour around the DC area, whose spurious anti-U.S. and anti-military claims were witnessed and documented by FReepers from the DC Chapter.
And so, we outmanned, outwomanned and outfoxed them, grabbed the permits they let lapse for the two corners nearest the gates, and now we rally every Friday night in honor of the troops on all four corners. This week marked our 57th week in a row facing off against Code Pink, who are now relegated down the street to a non-entrance cubbyhole in the four-blocks-long fence of the Walter Reed Army base.
The Mother of All Banners (MOAB), fully visible from the hospital: FReepers daughteroftgsl; tgslTakoma and Tom the Redhunter.
FReepers Kristinn and Tom the Redhunter man the northwest corner, where the DC Chapter's blue miniMOAB can be found most Fridays.
Code Pink has been shamed, defamed, its bragging rights contained. Ever since we threw them off "their" corners, they have not updated their web site agitprop about their Friday night Walter Reed "vigil." It's too embarrassing.
Sporting a fashionable peasant skirt decades too young for her, 50ish Pinko enthusiast Mari Blome entered the gates on foot Friday evening, desiring to play her medieval hammer dulcimer for the troops. Security officers, failing to appreciate the high-minded troubadour gracing their midst, turned her away. She returned, crestfallen, to tinkle wistful airs for the six lanes of cars, SUVs and cargo trucks roaring up and down Georgia Avenue, a main supply route in and out of DC. (Most of them beeping for us.)
Compare and contrast:
Gorgeous FReeper babe:
Outstanding FReeper signage skillz:
Our main MOAB on the northeast corner of Georgia and Elder Streets greets those who come and go from the gate, and those who look out from the hospital windows.
Here's the honor roll of 17 FReeper, lurker and guest attendees who made Walter Reed a part of their Memorial Day holiday this past Friday: [Mr.] Trooprally, [Mrs.] Trooprally, Tom the Redhunter, tgslTakoma, Taxman and Mrs Taxman, SonofTGSL, Sisku Hanne, Kristinn, Justanobody, Jimmy Valentine's Brother, Jerry from WRAMC, Fraxinus, Daniel from WRAMC, DaughterofTGSL, lurker Bill from Maryland, and Albion Wilde.
FReeper Sisku Hanne; Daniel, whose soldier wife is a patient at WRAMC; and lurker Bill from Maryland.
DC Chapter co-leader kristinn, with Mr & Mrs Taxman.
Code Pink packs up their whiny signs promptly at nine; the DC Chapter of FRee Republic keeps its troop-honoring banners out in the street until the busload of soldiers returns from their weekly night on the town.
U.S.A.! U.S.A.! U.S.A.!
Hot links: All the outstanding photos from this FReep, by [Mrs.] Trooprally
The complete links to After-Action Reports of all WRAMC FReeps, assembled by BufordP.
The week we repelled Code Pink from the gates of Walter Reed
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Squeegee Guy is obviously fleeing from something he did with his little camera there.
He looks a bit stalker-ish to me, like the creepy guy who follows women home while carrying his little tote bag of nasty party favors.
He may be hiding behind miss Lumberjack for the protection she offers.
Anyone as manly as her could be quite a valuable asset in protecting one such as Squeegee Guy.
Thanks for all you guys do! It means a lot to all the military families out here. Sorry I can't help out, but Nebraska is a long way from DC.
I spent my Memorial day at the funeral of a soldier that was killed in Baghdad. He served along side my son who was also in the same blast that took his friend. Very sad day.
I am so sorry, MountainDad. The friends of one's children are so near to a parent's heart. May God comfort all the families. And what happened to your son?
"Do your girls hang low?
Do they wobble to and fro?
Can you tie 'em in a knot?
Can you tie 'em in a bow?
Can you throw 'em over your shoulder ?
Do they bust your boulder-holder?
Do your girls hang looooowwwwww?"
Thank you for your kind words. My son was unhurt, he was actually in the Humvee behind the one his friend was killed in. You are so right about the friends of one's children.
What I wouldn't give to be able to be there with you all on Friday nights to man the Four Corners!!!! God bless the DC FReepers who commit to doing this every Friday night!
I say, you can NEVER have too many Jello shooters before protesting.
But, then again, I drink, but only in groups of one or more.
What a GREAT report.
In the immortal words of Awnold, "I'll be Bach, and you can be Mozart."
You got it.
Praise God! And kudos to your son's 10th Mountain Division. We've had some FReepin' FRiends here at Walter Reed who were down from Fort Drum to get body parts reconditioned after serving in Iraq -- some of our very favorite friends, like Dustin and Oscar. Good luck and Godspeed to your son and his friends as he serves his second tour. What a hero!
LOL! One of my grandmas was very well endowed. We used to call hers "the front porch." Of course, she was never without a corset. One of those ones with tightening strings. Kept the jiggle factor to a minimum, but you could rest your head on them like a pillow. Felt a little firm when hugging her around the waist, though.
LOL!! Good one!
And it's true, those Pinkos down the street could use some violin music to go with their whi-i-i-ining.
That song is so Fitting.
Maybe we can sing it to them. LOL
[Mrs T]
Thanks Albion, I'll just assume Number 4, lol.
You know, I thought that poster was kidding when he said he would ask for it to be removed; apparently not. And the mods did so. Also interesting. I have seen you post that on many threads. What is the origin of that picture? Is is really a code pink person, or was that photoshopped?
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