Posted on 07/01/2020 6:33:41 PM PDT by ProtectOurFreedom
Praise be to God for the safety of all the Patriots!
People living in Gettysburg say that antifay is already there, ahead of whatever they have planned for July 4.
Some of the local bikers left out yesterday as soon as they heard.
I reckon the rest will be there by Saturday.
Pray for their safety.
[many of them are my friends]
Worse than just a rat. A SJW woke near-socialist mayor.
I saw no violence in any of the videos or stills, and no Nazi stuff. Maybe it’s time to go all Breitbart, and someone with money offer $10k for video proof of the mayor’s accusations.
THE WRATH OF THE AWAKENED SAXON
by Rudyard Kipling
It was not part of their blood,
It came to them very late,
With long arrears to make good,
When the Saxon began to hate.
They were not easily moved,
They were icy — willing to wait
Till every count should be proved,
Ere the Saxon began to hate.
Their voices were even and low.
Their eyes were level and straight.
There was neither sign nor show
When the Saxon began to hate.
It was not preached to the crowd.
It was not taught by the state.
No man spoke it aloud
When the Saxon began to hate.
It was not suddently bred.
It will not swiftly abate.
Through the chilled years ahead,
When Time shall count from the date
That the Saxon began to hate.
Boise is Idaho’s Austin. Capital city, university town (BSU’s new president came from UC Santa Cruz).
Hope these Patriots are in it for the long haul — doing things like voting in primaries, disconnecting sports TV, kicking leftist kids out of their basements, and protesting at school board meetings.
BTTT!
THE WRATH OF THE AWAKENED SAXON
by Rudyard Kipling
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That and THE STRANGER are my favorite Kipling poems.
The Stranger within my gates,
He may be evil or good,
But I cannot tell what powers control—
What reasons sway his mood;
Nor when the Gods of his far-off land
Shall repossess his blood.
The men of my own stock,
Bitter bad they may be,
But, at least, they hear the things I hear,
And see the things I see;
And whatever I think of them and their likes
They think of the likes of me.
This was my father’s belief
And this is also mine:
Let the corn be all one sheaf—
And the grapes be all one vine,
Ere our children’s teeth are set on edge
By bitter bread and wine.
The mayor just mandated that we have to wear masks all the time starting on Saturday. I just developed a “condition!”
Fat chance of that happening up here in Kootenai County. 165,000 people and a total of 274 CASES and ONE DEATH.
Probably 5% to 10% of the people in downtown Coeur d’Alene have masks on. Probably less for hikers on Tubbs Hill.
Maybe 40% wearing them at Walmart.
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