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Day 78 of The Great American Lockdown

by coldwarrior ( 275 Comments › )
Filed under Open thread, Uncategorized at June 1st, 2020 - 7:00 am

We are being singled out and punished for voting for Trump and defying the little Marxist Governor and his freak of a transvestite health minister.

NO FREEDOM FOR YOU

*do note that the local rag, Pravda on the Beaver, has shut down comments for this article. We can’t have any dissent against the commie and the tranny*

Yet, it is perfectly fine for people in PGH and Philly to riot in close proximity without fear of Wuhan flu infections?

Day 75 of the Great American Lockdown

by coldwarrior ( 293 Comments › )
Filed under Uncategorized at May 29th, 2020 - 6:55 am

Time to end this.

Day 72 of the Great American Lockdown

by coldwarrior ( 249 Comments › )
Filed under Open thread at May 26th, 2020 - 8:00 am

Keep en eye on this race, it’s in the gerrymandered and mangled district where I live. Lamb is the democrat who claims to be a ‘combat veteran’. Yes, he was IN a combat zone, per se. He was a Havaaaahd JAG officer who prosecuted Marines in the combat zone. The idiot suburban White Women in the south hills (thanks Mt Lebo, the same assholes who spawned Mark Cuban) managed to get him elected because Trump is to crass and vulgar for these nouveau riche, pearl clutching pinheads. The morons believed that, as he said, he would not be a rubber stamp for Pelosi. He lied of course, but the idiot, social climbing white women in the South Suburbs believed him.

Parnell is he real deal combat vet. He went to a land grant school after he was retired from the Army due to his wounds. I wonder if the fairer gentry in the South Hills can manage to vote for a *GASP* enlisted man?

This is the ground zero, #1 Congressional battle of 2020.

Memorial Day 2020, Lockdown Edition, Day 72

by coldwarrior ( 52 Comments › )
Filed under Open thread at May 25th, 2020 - 8:00 am

Memorial Day is a day to thank the dead. Veteran;s Day is a day to thank the living.

In Flanders Fields, John McCrae

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.


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