Freeper lost among Red Wolves

By Anthony Catalano AGE 43 - Bay Ridge Brooklyn NYC - acatalan@pipeline.com
[I apologize about some of the vile words contained below - they are that of the protestors for it is their main mode of discourse]

I had prepared my 20x30 placard sign during the week that ended with Valentine's Day.
On it a full-sized American Flag with a handsome characature of George "W" dressed as Uncle Sam with his sleeves up, large-fists clenched and ready for war was captioned, "OPERATION UNFETTERED ACCESS'. On the reverse was taped a hodge-podge of stuff: Support our Troops, Screw the U.N., a smug picture of Hillary captioned with "Mother Knows Best". Directly above were my custom-designed green-socialist-USA-flag along with the similar Soviet and UN wheat insignias. Saddam's picture with the caption "I pay about $25,000 for the suicide bombing of Infidels and Jews". My clincher was the picture of these two vicious chicks sporting a full mock suicide bomber bikinis holding a "no Guerra" sign in some Spanish country rally. My caption to that, "Happy "Anti-War" protesters dressed as Suicide Bombers. No Guerra, just murder?" Get it? Real funny, no? The graves in Israel must be filled to the brim with tears of laughter.

I was on the number 5 train when I started to see them. My friends and I can spot white NYC liberals from several hundred feet away. The costumes, the pollyannic walk, the pasty faces with rosy cheeks, the smarmy, the unappreciative Mommy & Daddy educated $$$ better-than-thou look is the clincher. There is hope: Inside every liberal is a good republican who just ain't got mugged yet as they say. These riders had their big hand drawn signs stacked and ready to go. The one I could see: "Send our Troops home - Don't make the Bushies Richer". A teenage girl with the boring "No Blood for Oil" sign. I rolled my eyes. They were all dripping with OIL. Dacron, nylon, polyesters, fake furs and cotton blends. You could have run all the SUVs for a million years on the stuff they all wear. Oblivious, superior morons, all educated above their intelligence. With no oil and no skins, they would all be freezing pasty white arses in their flimsy, porous cotton clothes and linen Nikes. THAT would be funny if they did not legislate that I must follow in suit.

I emerged from Grand Central Station on 42^nd Street and walked eastward. The Freeper action line number's last rally location was at 42 and 2^nd Avenue but when I approached 3^rd Avenue, it was closed off. I left the number hope and could not get updates. I assumed they were moved also. We were all ushered to turn north. I was being offered children's coloring books from some workers party and some Action Network newsletter rag. I should have taken them to show you. Traffic started to choke with the thousands feeding in from the side streets. Some of their signs had rather obscene material on it usually referring to Bush. The hate all flowed in one direction and there was none left for their BELOVED SADDAM since he is now in an adversarial position with Bush. The sentiment I drew from the venom surrounding me was that if Saddam could get the popular vote here the Democrats would make him President of the United States - hanging chads and rules be damned. These were my fellow New Yorkers and I didn't recognize them. It looked like the mad, third-world, crazed mobs one sees on CNN. I BECAME SICKENED. How quickly they have forgotten their lost-crushed-burned and fallen loved ones at Ground Zero. The meaning of THAT September day faded into meaningless here in Hell. I remembered the faces of Rod and Sal. Here today, OUR New Yorkers all gleefully desecrate their graves, mixing with Communists, Socialists, Anarchist, Iraqi and North Korean operative/agents and perhaps even TERRORIST-Wannabes. I soon found myself starting wishing that I had a double life-sized poster of Saddam holding an Iraqi baby with a German gun to it's head. Captioned "Behold The Great Brave Saddam !" I only had my little poster as-is written in stone. If Manhattan were a ship, the tilt would have all spilled them all off the starboard bow and any conservative party would carry the next two centuries. Just running the math,eh?

I started to find myself becoming the target of comments during the lulls in between the leftist chants of "no blood for oil" and "The people - united - will never be divided" [My thought - Look who is doing the dividing] One Irish looking twenty-something pretty waif with her friend said with a smirk, "Hey, you! You're in the wrong area. Do you realize where you are?" I replied, "Yes I do realize where I am Miss, I am exercising my free speech among my fellow Americans but I see many socialists and communists here who will not die for my right to speak freely. Are you among those?" She looked at me as if I just smacked a baby's face at first then she smirked and mumbled something like, "Stupid fuck! - or schmuck". I feigned being deeply hurt with forearm over brow. Her friend laughed coldly and they continued with their pod-people-like stare and chants. They both had facades that were very beautiful but I saw there vapid, black, cruel nothingness in that instant. There were protest leaders on many corners encouraging all to go through the barriers towards 1^st Avenue and then toward the U.N. One criminal, standing appropriately on a garbage container, screamed, "If we all turn here the cops can't do a thing… but we have to all do it… come on man… let's all go at once!!! Fuck'em all!! Don't fucking listen to them. They don't know about the suffering." I walked on at a pace of six minutes a block, I reached the lower sixties. It was a spearhead of the worst of the worst. The crème de le crumbs.

There were lulls in their chants. Then it happened. I do not know what came over me. I heard on my little AM radio that some were being arrested about a mile south of me. I can only say in retrospect that it was a mixture of outrage, vengeance, righteous sarcasm and yes, the spirit of talk radio itself that made me take action. If Rush where to stand where I was standing, he would have been beaten to death by these concerned "peacnicks" within three minutes. The bones would have been picked clean. I started to loudly boom to an audience of about 3 to 4 hundred within earshot, "I HOPE ALL OF YOU ARE ENJOYING YOU'RE FREE SPEECH TODAY ON THIS FINE WINTER DAY IN NEW YORK CITY AMERICA. YOU'RE FREE SPEECH WAS NOT BESTOWED UPON YOU BY PEACE TALKS, IT WAS NOT BESTOWED UPON YOU BY HANS BLIX OR THE UNITED NATIONS. IT WAS GOTTEN BY THE WAY OF THE MUSKET AND ROD. IT WAS GOTTEN BY WAR. A JUST WAR… OVER 225 YEARS AGO IS WHAT YOU HAVE TO THANK FOR YOUR FREE SPEECH TODAY. INSTEAD TODAY MANY OF YOU ARE NOT THANKING AMERICA. ALL I SEE HERE IS A BLIND HATRED FOR YOUR OWN COUNTRY…SHAME ON ALL OF YOU!!!" Some started shouting, "shut up asshole, fuck you, what the fuck are you doing here asshole" I continued, "YOU KNOW I [I-emphasized] WOULD DIE FOR THE RIGHT YOU TO SPEAK FREELY BUT THERE ARE MANY [volume raised] COMMUNISTS, SOCIALISTS AND ANARCHISTS AND USEFULL IDIOTS HERE TODAY THAT WOULD NOT DIE FOR MY [MY- emphasized] RIGHT TO FREE SPEECH. IT IS THESE PEOPLE WHO ARE THE ENEMY.. NOT OUR GREAT PRESIDENT - GEORGE W BUSH. Go fuck yourself! Etc… etc… A small chant of FUCK BUSH swelled up and died down in 25 seconds. I felt as if I had been thrust into Orwell's Brave new World Novel. People numbering in the vicinity of 300 stared at me as if it were "too easy" … something must be up. I noticed that the "handlers" were looking around for video cameras. I was keeping an eye on them. I swear my cowboy hat saved me at this point. I wore my very, very heavy leather jacket so a shiv could not be easily shoved into my back. I did not feel safe. The cops were about a block away. They may as well have been be in The Dakotas. A little sprig of a late-middle aged man with some heavy accent walked up to me. He suddenly put his hand uncomfortably on my shoulder and said, "But why, if we bomb Iraq millions of children will suffer. He hasn't done anything to us." I responded, You meanYet? Then I continued to the crowd instead, "THE MAN SAYS IF WE ATTACK SADDAM'S MACHINE, CHILDREN WILL SUFFER…. BUT IF WE DON’T THEY STILL WILL SUFFER AT SADDAM'S HAND BUT YOU WILL NOT SEE IT IN THE NEW YORK TIMES." More frowns and teeth gnashing, invectives The FUCK BUSH signed "war protesters", MTA union hard leftists, W.W.P., A.N.S.W.E.R., C.P.U.S.A., Pacifica Radio Network types and other enemies of The Union.

I tried start up a chant for the crowd. One I am sure their virgin ears never heard. HERE IS A FINE OLD CHANT FOR ALL THE PEOPLES OF THE WORLD WHO THIRST FOR FREEDOM!! "GIVE ME LIBERTY OR GIVE ME DEATH!!! GIVE ME LIBERTY OR GIVE ME DEATH!!! GIVE ME LIBERTY OR GIVE ME DEATH!!! GIVE ME LIBERTY OR GIVE ME DEATH!!! - then silence….. one by one they looked at each other then me.. ok, ok, ok, good, yeah, ok, ok, ha ha, ok, sure fuck you, ok, ok, drop dead asshole, ok fucking die right here, ok, ok, ok, eat me asshole, die shithead motherfuckin cowboy go back to Texas, fuck you, ok, ok. I responded sarcastically, "HEY ALL THIS ADVOCATION OF VIOLENCE !!!, WHERE HAVE ALL THE PEACNICKS GONE? WHERE IS YOUR SENSE OF LIBERTY. CAN THE IRAQIS SPEAK FREELY? NO, THEY WOULD BE SHOT IF THEY TRY TO. YOU ARE ALL IMPOSTERS, I AM LEAVING YOU TO CHOKE ON THE BILE OF YOUR OWN INGRATITUDE. GOOD BY. Assorted retorts, "Who the fuck do you think you are?, good riddens asshole, [one teenager girl came up to me - you are fucking lucky we let you talk asshole while looking around for video recording equipment - they were all very careful - this had to be a "party member"] Yahoo shithead nazi fuck. [I had seen an Israeli flag with mock blood on it a few blocks earlier] A bunch of delinquents then shouted at me, "You pathetic fuck! Is that all you have? [meaning my sign] I turned it over to show the other side. He laughed and surprised me with his comment. He pointed out loudly, "Hey look! He pasted a bunch of little pages together to make his fucking sign - you pathetic motherfucker…<and other stuff I forget>" I answered, OH WHY..YOU GONNA BUY ME A MAC WITH A WIDE PRINTER?." He knelt down and gave me both fingers with a smile where I blew the creep a kiss and said loudly for the crowd to hear, "I DIDN'T KNOW YOU CARED!". A woman, about sixty, came up to me and demanded, where you in the armed forces?… were you? How dare you. How dare you! Why don't YOU go fight. My son was in Vietnam! While she was saying this I yelled, "THEN YOU OF ALL PEOPLE SHOULD UNDERSTAND WHAT IT MEANS TO FIGHT A WAR WITHOUT PLANNING TO WIN IT. WITHOUT THE FULL SUPPORT OF THE PEOPLE IT GOES BADLY. I AM SORRY ABOUT YOUR SON. She said, Why you don't go fight? You have no right! She yelled out some obscenities, turned her back and walked to the corner. I yelled at her back, IF WE DO IT YOUR WAY THIS WILL BECOME THE FRONT IF IT ISN'T ALREADY. THAT WILL MAKE SOME PEOPLE HERE VERY HAPPY, WON'T IT? Then one strapping fellow walked past me with a deliberate hard bump and proclaimed, "excuse me". I took it as a warning to leave. I checked for my wallet and my camera not that I could have done a dang thing about it. My adrenaline surged a bit at this point where I find that it sometimes brings on my medical condition of epilepsy. My BP must have been sky-high as well. I panicked a bit where I felt some confusion pass by like a bad dream bubbling up for a second. That’s how a seizure usually happens. The doctors call it an "aura". I was by myself with not even a smile in sight. I had to get out of there or end up as a John Doe in an emergency room sans camera and wallet. I lowered my sign and made my way across the street. I found egress away from the criminally insane there. I immediately felt better as soon as I hit Third Avenue. I put my sign back into my green bag. I walked all the way down to "The Crossroads of the World" - Times Square - I was relieved to see all the happy faces again. I love these tourists here during these hard times I see the hope of a shiny new day in their faces. I started thinking about that famous picture of that sailor kissing the nurse. The American celebration of American and Worldwide freedom over the Tyranny of the Axis Powers. The Axis was and hopefully will always be the picture of Evil incarnate. There was no fuzzy area. No dependence of a moral reference frame here as it became clear what they stood for. ["They" are working on the rewrite I can assure you.] During my walk, my memory of the Gulf War parade on lower Broadway became vivid along with the appreciation of our Army's accomplishments shown by the millions that poured into Manhattan that sunny day. I had to hold back tears for a moment. The dream of America bubbled up like an aura itself. I though, almost mumbling to myself, "Those leftist beasts and their idiots appreciate nothing - ingrates, all of them". I went on to 32^nd street to get two slices, bought The Post, a cup of hot chocolate and took the W then the R home back to Bay Ridge in Brooklyn. I can only wonder where the red wolves are in my neighborhood or in my building. May America and it's dream of individual freedom prevail on despite the MURDEROUS garbage in the world that dreams otherwise. We all must press on, exposing them for what they are for all to see. In another words: Let Freedom Ring.

This document with some pictures will be added by Feb 20^th 2003 in PDF form. http://www.geocities.com/socialism_no/

Just a little advice from a guy who FReeps hostile commies frequently: Stay close to the LEOs. They are your friends.

2 posted on 02/17/2003 1:09:08 PM PST by Uncle Miltie (Islamofascism sucks!)

Great job! I did not venture in although I had hoped to. I am a 30 something female and I am very glad I did not venture alone. I am sure I would have been stuck like you and Exit 148. Great job and I hope our next rally is far away from the unwashed.

Stay close to the LEOs. They are your friends.

Good advice! They (almost) always keep an eye out for us in hostile situations.

7 posted on 02/17/2003 2:24:27 PM PST by facedown (Armed in the Heartland)

Eagles up to a brave FReeper standing strong in 'injun' territory. Next time bring FRiends. FReeping is always better when shared. :)

Way to go, Anthony!

Brooklyn never backs down!

Next time, wear your sign and carry a video cam. Then send the recording to all the media and tell every outlet which ones you sent it to. Only FNC and WND and O'Reilly will air it, but that's enough.

We are right. They are wrong. They are idiots.

I wish I had your self-control. I would have turned the air effin' blue.

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