Friday, September 25, 2009

The Spirit of Patrick Henry LIVES ON!!!


On one or two occasions I have seen him angry, and his anger was terrible; those who witnessed it, were not disposed to rouse it again.
Thomas Jefferson, on Patrick Henry, December, 1824

And as before, so, too, again: in the darkest days of tyranny and fear, when the just are pushed to the breaking point, when the righteous despair of all hope- then, in those dire times, there appears that rarest and most valuable of things: a TRUE PATRIOT that cannot help but speak out!




We should all salute the brave and noble voice of this, one of the true heirs of the enlightenment-derived values that drove our ancestral fathers to found this great nation! Truly, now is a time like only one other- when this proud nation was birthed. A time when the qualities and exceptionalism that has made this nation the greatest on earth are being displayed with a righteous ferocity that shall make the tyrants across the world, and for generations to come, tremble at the thought of the spirit of the common man driven to take back that which god and nature have declared to be his- FREEDOM!

A free people [claim] their rights as derived from the laws of nature, and not as the gift of their chief magistrate.
Thomas Jefferson, Rights of British America, 1774

And what, my friends, could better encapsulate these natural laws than the yearning for freedom of a man like skolrebel here- the yearning for the freedom of flavored tobacco products! A freedom he will be stripped of by this apparently jewish (as only the heroic Skolrebel is bold enough to point out), kenyan, nazi communist tyrant who's iron fist is, even now, crushing the god given rights from the people of this country like squeezing the whiskey flavor from a tin of chaw? This shit is, indeed, "gettin' old." And NOBAMA is, indeed, clearly, "out of control." It is not, as this vehicle for our collective outrage so wisely puts it, (with more intensity than this blogger is willing to muster up,) "f*ing right." Truer words were never spoke.

The beacon of freedom, echoed variously through the ages- one remembers Kennedy's "Ich bin ein Berliner" and Reagan's "shining city upon a hill"- has found a new home. We are all, to echo this proud son of democracy, "one pissed off American," that is, at long last, "tired of f*ing havin' to put up with f*ing shit." Especially in regards to a president who, as this son of the revolution so cogently points out, "can't even think, 'cause (he's) not American. " He will, indeed, have "a lot of haters, hating (his) ass." And justly so.

Remember- first they came for the flavored Skol, and I did not speak out, for I did not dip.

THEN THEY CAME FOR JUICES, DRINKS AND SODAS.......


Good night, fellow Americans. God bless.

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