The Great BLM Battle Today
No white people showed up to confront the negro militia despite BLM tossing down the gauntlet.
LMAO – they shot 3 of their own
A Few Memes
This isn’t a meme, it’s a sign (of being in Free America)
Imagine
Imagine you were an American born in 1900. When you are 14, World War I starts, and ends on your 18th birthday with 22 million people killed. Later in the year, a Spanish Flu epidemic hits the planet and runs until you are 20. Fifty million people die from it in those two years.
When you’re 29, the Great Depression begins. Unemployment hits 25%, global GDP drops 27%. That runs until you are 33. The country nearly collapses along with the world economy. When you turn 39, World War II starts. You aren’t even over the hill yet.
When you’re 41, the United States is fully pulled into WWII. Between your 39th and 45th birthday, 75 million people perish in the war and the Holocaust kills six million.
At 52, the Korean War starts and five million perish.
Between 1966 and 1976, somewhere between fifty and sixty million Chinese people die of starvation during Mao’s cultural revolution. A time that is viewed as “very progressive in China” in the year 2020.
At 64 the Vietnam War begins, and it doesn’t end for many years. Four million people die in that conflict. Approaching your 62nd birthday you have the Cuban Missile Crisis, a tipping point in the Cold War. Life on our planet, as we know it, could well have ended. Great leaders prevented that from happening.
As you turn 75, the Vietnam War finally ends. Think of everyone on the planet born in 1900. How do you survive all of that?
A kid in 1985 didn’t think their 85 year old grandparent understood how hard school was. Yet those grandparents (and now great grandparents) survived through everything listed above.
Well said, and I like the way the Negro Militia turned up to start the Revolution and… shot themselves.
Kyrie, we don’t even need to be there.
Finger off the trigger till it’s time to shoot, eh?
Let the Negro Militia form a circular firing squad and blaze away at their greatest enemy.
Trigger control and muzzle control first require self control, and that appears to be lacking.
They came to make a statement.
Statement made.
Stay bunched up please.
What a bunch of freaks and misfits/
That is funny.
Never knew of the place in Port Allen. I knew of one out West somewhere. And they got in trouble for doing the discount.
I definitely like a couple of these.
How could you get in trouble by offering a discount to armed customers?
Guess the all-powerful Covid masks didn’t save these idiotic thugs and reprobates from their own stupidity. Could use a couple of them on overnight outside bear watch…the bear needs something to keep it occupied so I can get a good nights sleep.
Freedom will prevail.
And Bears love to eat carrion. Up here where I live, they tend to feast on road kill elk at night.
Lately there have been a few roadkill BLM anarchists who play in the street…might attract bears into town for clean up duty.
That’s right out of the “You Can’t Make This Stuff Up” files.
I wonder how many hi-rez videos of the “demonstrators” were taking for later perusal.
No, you can’t make this stuff up.
I don’t have to imagine. Lost one set of great-grands to Cholera, which orphaned 7 kids. Eldest one got out of orphanage, got a job, made enough to spring next one down, and continued to work and get all out. My grandfather was the youngest, and the elder kids literally worked themselves to death to get the family out of orphanages.
As to the BLM… Bwhahahahahahahahahahahaha.
And in Austin, some driver killed a BLM terrorist who pointed a gun at him. The BLM Death Count keeps clicking on.
It doesn’t sound as though your great grandparents were dripping with privilege.
Of course their situation wasn’t unique. Times were hard for all Americans during the depression. My grandfather poached deer to keep food on the table. You did what you could in those days and work was hard for very little compensation.
those yahoos are paid actors and actresses. the founder is a female graphic designer in atlanta. her now scrubbed social media talked about her acting creds. the mouthpiece is a wannabe rapper/dj/actor. as you can see most of them are right off a casting call with a dash of wannabe true believers mixed in. notice their gear? they claimed affiliation with new black panthers but the panthers quickly denied such, they wanted no part of this crew. who’s funding them? surely not a struggling designer/actress.
on aside note, that guy on the left has a nice vz58. very rare, be a shame if it got confiscated and chopped up by the popo…..my grandfather was one of 11. when he did at 63 he had no sibling left to come to the funeral. when i was young, if we didn’t raise it, we didn’t eat it. went to the town seven miles away once a month to get coffee and sugar and not much else. when i see that pic of the kids it breaks my heart but also makes me furious. white privilege, yeah right.
It’s racist to dispute the white privilege mantra.
My parents were children of the Depression. My father said one winter his father slaughtered a young mare and they lived on horse meat and beans that winter. Knowing my father and uncles, that was likely supplemented by poached deer.
Yes, those guys sure seem like a self-propelled gun safety “don’t” poster.
My parents were Depression kids. It seems that for most people, they don’t get any kind of clue about life and reality until they go through the hard times. When I was young, all the grown-ups had been through them in spades, and knew the score, and how good the good times are.
Nobody’s (statistically, certainly some individuals have) had hard times in the US since the ’70s, and now we have a nation of whiny imbeciles trying to tear down the greatest golden age the world has ever seen.
Seems like there has to be a better way than hoping for strife and suffering, so that people know when they have it good? IDK what it is, though.
-Kle.
Perzactly right.
Big fan of Cou-Yon’s and River Queen Drive Inn in Port Allen. Never been to Bergeron’s but I’m gonna make it a point to do so next time there.
Life can be tough in your parent’s basement.
Yeah, what if they don’t bring home your favorite brand of ice cream from the store?
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