I made the mistake of reading the Twitter comments because I hoped that maybe, just maybe, hopefully to Christ this could be one time where these leftists who constantly preach tolerance and acceptance wouldn't engage in their usual behavior. Behold, these bastards are right the fuck back at it.
I remember when I was in the navy, my grandfather had a stroke. I called my dad and asked him if I needed to get in touch with my superiors and get on emergency leave. He told me nothing really could be done right now and sitting around sulking and worrying wouldn't make any difference. He knew I always had a hockey game on Sunday and he told me to go play. (He ultimately survived but passed about a year later)
These pampered children have sat in the shade of trees other people planted for so long that they had to create enemies and exacerbate a "pandemic" to feel like they've fulfilled a purpose in their easy, milquetoast lives since they can't just appreciate the fact they didn't have to worry about actual nazis and commies were just sitting across the ocean pointing nukes at us.
LIFE GOES ON
and your loved ones, or at least mine, would want me to go on and live my life. Not waller in pity and sadness. For me. That's hockey. For GEOTUS, it's golf.
I don't see how these people live with so much hate in their heart.
They hate us; because they cannot reconcile that they hate themselves.
Rather than apply some introspection to begin working on what they dislike; they insist that the correct answer is to forcibly drag everyone else to their level - because then their emotions are no different to anyone else's.
I made the mistake of reading the Twitter comments because I hoped that maybe, just maybe, hopefully to Christ this could be one time where these leftists who constantly preach tolerance and acceptance wouldn't engage in their usual behavior. Behold, these bastards are right the fuck back at it.
I remember when I was in the navy, my grandfather had a stroke. I called my dad and asked him if I needed to get in touch with my superiors and get on emergency leave. He told me nothing really could be done right now and sitting around sulking and worrying wouldn't make any difference. He knew I always had a hockey game on Sunday and he told me to go play. (He ultimately survived but passed about a year later)
These pampered children have sat in the shade of trees other people planted for so long that they had to create enemies and exacerbate a "pandemic" to feel like they've fulfilled a purpose in their easy, milquetoast lives since they can't just appreciate the fact they didn't have to worry about actual nazis and commies were just sitting across the ocean pointing nukes at us.
LIFE GOES ON
and your loved ones, or at least mine, would want me to go on and live my life. Not waller in pity and sadness. For me. That's hockey. For GEOTUS, it's golf.
I don't see how these people live with so much hate in their heart.
They hate us; because they cannot reconcile that they hate themselves. Rather than apply some introspection to begin working on what they dislike; they insist that the correct answer is to forcibly drag everyone else to their level - because then their emotions are no different to anyone else's.