[LibLieSlayer]

Reading Free Republic these days has opened my eyes. About 60% of those here that call themselves Conservatives are nothing but quitters. Day after day I read screeds about how all is lost and it was good while it lasted and how there is nothing to be done but dig holes in the ground and prepare for Resident Evil styled Zombie Apocalypse. I have been told that America is not worth fighting for any longer... that I should give up on all that we have built and get ready to survive doomsday and only worry about my family and myself.

THAT disgusts me more than the enemies of Freedom and Liberty trying to kill it themselves. Somewhere in America there are men and women that will take a stand for what is right... I will proudly stand with them and face whatever may come if it does come... the rest should dig their holes deep.

LLS

[ohioman]

I will fight! My greatest fear is that there is NOT another Civil War.

[Lazamataz]

Reading Free Republic these days has opened my eyes. About 60% of those here that call themselves Conservatives are nothing but quitters. Day after day I read screeds about how all is lost and it was good while it lasted and how there is nothing to be done but dig holes in the ground and prepare for Resident Evil styled Zombie Apocalypse. I have been told that America is not worth fighting for any longer... that I should give up on all that we have built and get ready to survive doomsday and only worry about my family and myself.

No matter how HORRIFYINGLY PAINFULLY TRAGICALLY AWFUL it really is, it is a MILLION times worse. Then things get *really* tough. After that, HORRIBLE things happen, and then we REALLY get screwed. Immediately following that, the BOTTOM drops out and we are all DEAD, and THEN things get HARD! Once that happens, it signifies the TOTAL collapse of EVERYTHING, and that's when the CATASTROPHE starts! It's the sign of the end of EVERYTHING, but after that, comes the TRAGEDY. Then times get DIFFICULT, and things get WORSE, until it's EXCRUCIATING, but that's just the beginning, because after that it's all PAIN.

It is pointless to exist. The insufferable ennui of the drudgery of simple existance destroys, like a cancer in my heart, the shallow vanity of life. All that I ever do, all that I ever think, speak, or see: my life, my dreams, my hopes, my fears, my emotions, they all have no meaning, or effect, or hope, whatsoever. A lifetime of screwing things up -- no more important than if I had succeeded in all my efforts -- both without meaning and without purpose. The wisps and cobwebs of this temporary reality have falsely proclaimed themselves as real, and in it's doing, destroyed all they touched.