Americans doing some American stuff. Pulling security at a recruiting station. pic.twitter.com/twRgCUnB3E
— U.S. Marines (@usmcquotes) July 20, 2015
"President Obama ordered flags flown at half-mast to commemorate the victims of a shooting in Chattanooga, Tennessee last week that resulted in the deaths of four Marines and a Navy officer."
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And you know the Lefty media is praying for some kind of incident.
"President Obama ordered flags flown at half-mast to commemorate the victims of a shooting in Chattanooga,Tennessee last week that resulted in the deaths of four Marines and a Navy officer."
First, it was an enlisted man, not an officer.
Second, damned white of our Magic Negro.
I'd like to put Urkel on that mast and raise him all the way up and leave him flapping in the wind.
I assume a lot of people would find that scene in the photo disturbing or scary, but personally it makes me feel really good, safe and like at least someone gives a shit beyond rhetoric. And, hey guess what? They aren't getting paid, they don't have a union, no pension, and no tax sucking bureaucracy behind them telling them what to wear, what they can say, or that their guns need to be unloaded with the ammo buried in vault at least five miles away. How do they do it?
Do these people with the guns work? They look like they are 70 but are probably in their 40's-what are their jobs and personal income?
The thought of walking into those two apes at a strip mall in Chattanooga, Tennessee give me chills.
I am so fortunate to live in fabulous America.
"Fabulous America" will be looking for good ol' boys as soon as the shooting starts, and wondering why nobody they know is any help whatsoever.
I am curious to what these good old boys total comp packages are-base/bonus/incentive comp/stock options-as well as average annual merit increase and promotional increase....I am guess not much.
When I was young my parents took me to Ruby Falls and Lookout Mountain in Chattanooga-I was like 7 and completely hated it. We went to horse country in Kentucky I hated that too. We also went to Fort Knox where my dad was stationed-hated it. At the age of 7 I knew Waffle Houses and Bob Evans were very tacky. I was destined for the fabulous northeast coast.
tits.
Ruby Falls signed were painted on all these barns like it was some huge thing. For miles there were "Ruby Falls" signs on barns, when we finally got there I was like you got to be fucking kidding me.
My parents loved it natch.
Not everybody works for a big impersonal company that has no idea who they are and which uses the funds it syphons off the taxpayer to provide pewter handcuffs to it's employees. Some people just make things, or grow things, or provide a service to people around them. Alot of those people make their own hours. You can't buy more time at the end of the ride.
Do these people with the guns work? They look like they are 70 but are probably in their 40's-what are their jobs and personal income?
I suspect the one missing most of his leg is a disabled vet. Are you try to trump Trump, Titus?
10 years ago, after my dad starting losing his memory, I took him, and my mom, back to Fort Knox, Keenland, and Churchill Downs. He remembered the army tank he drove-he was so happy.
We got to see winning horses fucking-I was enthralled.
We went to Waffle House. I never seen so many fast food joints in my life.
tits.
You could have stopped after "I am curious."
Get back to the important and fascinating work of calculating that average annual merit increase and promotional bonus.
Good men, probably veterans. No concern about being paid or bonused; just doing the right thing, protecting some Marines. The ol' boys are carrying AR15s, I'd guess, a decent rifle, and one they are trained to use effectively, although it has s different military name. Probably a sidearm or two there as well.
To strip Marine recruiters of their weapons, then tell the world about it is kind of thing only motherfucker leftists would do these days.
Titus said...
10 years ago, after my dad starting losing his memory, I took him, and my mom, back to Fort Knox, Keenland, and Churchill Downs. He remembered the army tank he drove-he was so happy.
His memory loss could be a blessing disguise--he won't have to remember what became of his only son.
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