Getting an error every time I try to open a post, so posting this to see if I get errors posting
I know I'm mostly preaching to the choir here, but I have to write this down. I know others have probably said this more eloquently than me.
White boys are growing up being vilified. They are growing up being ridiculed, talked down to, constantly put down, and being consistently discriminated against. The whole time this is happening, they are being told they are the ones with privilege, they are the ones who are oppressors, they are evil, simply for being white and male (and most of them for being heterosexual as well). All while this is happening, they see girls being praised for being girls, non-whites being praised for being non-white, homosexuals praised for being homosexual, and the mentally ill being praised for being mentally ill, and all of these groups being given special privileges and considerations.
They are soaking this in, and it is tainting them. I fear they will grow up to hate all of these groups for how they have been treated. They will lash out at all of them, and will do so with great vigor and zeal. The left is creating the monster they claim is in the shadows, but do not actually think can exist.
I fear this will lead to a leader rising, similar to Adolf Hitler, to scoop up all of these young men who have been left behind, and unleash absolute hell upon our country. They will form a group which is just as collectivist and authoritarian as today's left, just pro-white instead of anti-white. What is worse, is I don't think this would be a worse outcome than the commies holding power. Regardless of which of these two would win, there would be no place for me in the country afterwards. I do not hold either of these belief systems. I'm an American. I am fundamentally required to resist that which I believe is wrong, and regardless of which barrel of this shotgun fires, I still end up dead.
I know this is kind of black-pilly, but I'm a relentlessly stubborn bastard, and won't give up regardless of how hopeless I think things are. But I do still see a bit of red among the black. A chance. The Trump movement is the last hope this country has of a decent future. And these young men are desperate for a movement. We need to reach out to them, take them under our wings, and bring them up to be American. To hold American values dearer than life itself. We're on our back foot, definitely, but not out of the fight just yet, and there is a small chance we can pull this back and win.
Community. It's all about community. Build your community. Meet your neighbors. Help them. Show them the truth. Unite with them, work with them, train with them, laugh with them, cry with them. Share victory and loss together. And find and help these young men- they are our future, and they are at more risk than we are.
I think one great way to take care of some of the problems of massive bills like this is to require, if even one Representative or Senator asks, a full reading of the bill. If any Representative or Senator falls asleep or leaves the room during the reading, it is counted as an automatic "Nay" vote. Or at least give us plenty of footage of politicians shitting themselves.
As it says in the title, the police in my area have said they will not enforce any of DeWine's Kung Flu decrees. They will not respond to calls over violations. They will not enforce them in any way, shape, or form. They will not support Ohio's Department of Health with any stage of action, be it issuing notices or collecting fines. To all those claiming the police aren't on our side- it really depends on the police. The police near me are good. They are backing us.
I didn't vote for him last time, but this time I went straight Republican! It took a lot longer than normal (1.5 hours vs 35 minutes), but it's hard to gauge if that's because of the Sinos Infection measures or higher turnout. Now I'm making a celebratory breakfast of steak and eggs!
About to head out to my polling place. They open at 0630, and I want to be there well before they open. We're in the final stretch, pedes, so let's go save America! LET'S FINISH THIS!
He was the last of his siblings, the last of a great generation, and was a huge influence on my life. As a child he spent nearly a year in the hospital due to Polio. This left him with severe issues in both legs. He always had to use either leg braces or a cane (later in life both, eventually 2 canes). Despite this limitation, he and one of his cousins taught themselves how to fly. They purchased an airplane together, and spent years making money on the side running tourists from Cincinnati to Miami, and from Miami to Havana. This was before Castro took over. They would then load their plane up with Cuban cigars to bring back. They would sell some, but most they would keep and smoke themselves. He married his high school sweetheart, but they were unable to have children. She died maybe 6 or 7 years back. It broke his heart to see her go. He treated my father and uncles as kids, and treated my cousins, siblings, and me as grandkids- he was basically an extra grandfather. Uncle Pete taught me how to shoot with an old bolt action .22. They moved out to a farmhouse in Indiana. He was still actively farming as of two years ago, growing sweet corn, potatoes, squash, peppers, cabbages, and whatever else he felt like growing. He inspired my father and me to start farming. He also repaired antique radios. His barn is still full of radio parts. He bred and raised German Shepherds for many years, and since giving up breeding he has always had at least one. His most recent was a German Shepherd/Wolf mix. His name was Aslan, and he was an absolutely beautiful dog. He was also huge, and for many years he kept Uncle Pete safe. Not too long ago Uncle Pete started having some health issues where the blood vessels in his feet broke down. Since his long stint in the hospital he has always hated hospitals, and swore he would never go into a nursing home, and would die at home. He got a serious infection in his foot, which required him to spend a couple weeks in the hospital. A few days before he went home Aslan died. His neighbor who was taking care of him found Aslan sitting beside the driveway, looking towards the road. He died waiting for Uncle Pete to come home. That was about 3 weeks ago. He returned home, and has been up and down in that time, was on an upswing, but then today he started having severe issues. They called my uncle to let him know, so I went to his shop to hold things down while he drove out to Uncle Pete's house. Uncle Pete died about ten minutes before he could get there. He died how he lived, in his own home and on his own terms. I'm sorry if this has been a bit rambling and difficult to read. I don't know the command to put lines between paragraphs, and I've been weeping this whole time. Those who are willing, say a prayer, and raise a glass with me for this incredible man. Uncle Pete, a good Christian man, a loving husband, dog breeder, farmer, pilot, radio repairman, cigar connoisseur, and patriot. He lived a full life doing what he loved, and bowed to no man's terms but his own. God, welcome Uncle Pete into your arms, and help me to be worthy of the legacy he created.
The day had started as usual, but staff and teachers started going in and out of classrooms whispering to each other. There was an anouncement by the principle over the PA saying that teachers were not to turn on the TVs under any circumstance. Our teacher looked up at the PA speaker, looked at us, and said, "If they want the TVs off this bad, it's history in the making, and this is something you need to see." He then turned on the news, and that was what we did for the rest of the class. I saw the second plane hit live, and watched the towers collapse live. Never forget.
Assuming a fair election, does anyone know what would happen with absentee ballots cast for a candidate who then dies/drops out before election day? Would they be returned for re-submittal, kept as cast for Biden, or auto-swapped to the replacement candidate? Seems like keeping them as cast would be the simplest way to go, but I don't know what the actual process is.
I really don't know. For the past few years I have worked a white collar job for my main job, but before that I held jobs such as construction and landscaping. Even now, I have 2 other jobs- one is farming, and the other is helping my uncle's small shop on the weekends (making deliveries, maintenance and repairs in his shop, cleaning, landscaping, etc.). I laughed a lot when one of the guys I landscaped with referred to me as a "peachneck." He said I'm too urban to be a redneck, but too redneck to be a city slicker. I occasionally have people ask if I'm blue or white collar, and I don't know how to respond.
I stopped for gas and beef jerky yesterday, and the station had a "masks are mandatory" sign on it. I went in. There were maybe 8 other people in there, none wearing masks, including the employee. Someone walks in wearing a mask, and everyone looked at the mask wearer like she's crazy. At least in my area people have swung completely away from the mask craze. Ditch your masks to make your communities like mine.
