I’ve started this status four times.
I know y’all get tired of hearing me expound on the same subjects but….how do I put this politically correctly?
Oh, I know.
I don’t care.
That’s part of the reason the United States is in the shape we’re in, because everybody is so afraid of hurting someone’s feelings. While it would be great if we could be all “Make love, not war” but other countries don’t reciprocate. We used to be the nation that everyone feared, that everyone respected. We had all the power. But then we were infiltrated & fourteen years after the fact, people have forgotten. They will say they haven’t forgotten. But they have or they wouldn’t be tolerant.
We are tolerant of a President who lies.
We are tolerant of a President who turns terrorists loose after being held as prisoners. After our good soldiers risked life & limb to capture them from their holes in the earth where they dwelled.
We are tolerant of a President who is Muslim.
We are tolerant of a President who makes excuses for his lies & his actions.
Now we have another one running that is all that & more. I wouldn’t let her scrub my floor.
We have a person running who cannot guard his own microphone from some thug who had a different agenda. How does he expect to defend our nation against Jihad? And then stands there & claps for what the convict had to say.
Don’t tell me they are an isolated bunch. Don’t tell me they are, as a whole, a peaceful party. They are not. They are a bunch of filthy, hate-ridden psychopaths intent on the destruction of every race & religion that is not their own.
Tell me who’s got the biggest guns, the most massive missiles, & the soldiers who intend on eating you alive if that’s what it takes. It better be the United States of America. And we better have a leader to back it up.
So yeah, I’m still mad. And if you feel compelled to argue with me, save yourself the trouble & delete me.
If you don’t remember being scared for your life fourteen years ago, if you don’t remember wondering what was going to become of us when we hit the road home, if you don’t remember the absolute terror on the faces of newscasters as they broadcasted, if you don’t remember traveling & the interstate being a deserted place, then you are not entitled to an opinion. Because unless you’ve had head trauma, you have a selective memory.
Remember the day our nation stood still.
Remember when we were united.
Remember the ones who still grieve.
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