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“Why I Stand” – A Patriotic Tribute from the American Rodeo

By Admin|2020-02-14T19:47:15+00:00February 14th, 2020|Creative, Videos|

Why I Stand
By: Meredith Looney LaMirande
I don’t do it out of obligation,

I don’t do it because I’m told.

I don’t do it because I was trained,

I don’t do it to be bold.

I stand for our National Anthem, because I’m forever grateful to be free.

I stand for the Anthem to respect, those before me.

The broad stripes and bright stars, are symbols of freedom which is rare.

The type of freedom that was won, while bombs burst in the air.

I stand for bravery dating back, to the Revolutionary War.

Battling the greatest army, not knowing what was in store.

I stand for the heroes who stormed Normandy, that fatal day.

Accepting that the ultimate sacrifice, might be the price to pay.

I stand for our twin towers, as a tribute that we have not forgotten.

I salute our military for ending, our fear that was Bin Ladin.

Our children are born, with rights and freedoms at birth.

How blessed are we to live, in the greatest nation on Earth.

Where democracy is our foundation, and there is opportunity for all.

A country free from oppression, our Lady Liberty stands tall.

A first class military whose dedication, is second to none.

Patriots ready to perform, when the war must be won.

We have wounded warriors who would return, if only they could,

Doing more for this country, than any single person should.

Heroes have fallen, their caskets draped in red, white and blue.

Stand up, sing along, their lives were given for you.

So as long as the star spangled banner, yet wave.

I stand for the land of the free, and the home of the brave.

I Had a Dream: State of the Union Reaction

By Admin|2020-02-14T19:36:50+00:00February 14th, 2020|Creative, House & Senate, Opinion|

A letter from one of our readers.

Marsha and I don’t have access to TV, so I get most of my news from radio and reading, and occasionally I’ll watch something online. I wanted to both hear and see the president’s State of the Union Address, so I went online Wednesday morning 2-4 am for the address on YouTube. When Trump entered, I enjoyed watching Nancy Bela Lugosi extend her hand and have to pull it back when no handshake was offered. I wish there had been a microphone on her to catch the moronic remarks she made to Mike Pence throughout the address with that stupid smile on her simpleton face. And when she ripped up the pages of the address, she only reaffirmed what a no-class dumb-ass broad she is without the slightest grasp of history being made – like the rest of the Washington Swamp, including the lamestream media. It was hilarious to watch the smug puss-face Democrats refuse to stand or even applaud as the Republicans and most of the audience stood again and again to give frequent standing ovations. It was especially satisfying to see Rush Limbaugh honored as part of the address – up yours, Upchuck Schumer! I thought the address was excellent, and at this point I have no doubt Trump will be reelected with a clear majority of both the popular vote and the Electoral College vote. In view of the sorry assortment of Democrat candidates, I wouldn’t be surprised if he sweeps every state.

I went to bed a little after 4 am, and I had a dream. I dreamed I climbed up the side of a high wooden bridge, and when I climbed over the railing, who was there but President Trump and his entourage. He greeted me cordially and invited me to come along and join him for a drink, which I did. A moment later we were sitting at a table, the president to my right. He was talking (I don’t recall about what), and at one point I responded to something he said, and he shot me a stern side glance. I immediately realized I had interrupted him, and I said, “Oh, I guess you’re not used to being interrupted.” He held his glare for a moment, then broke into a broad grin and patted my hand. “No, I’m not,” he said, “but maybe I should be.” Then he let out a big laugh.

What that means, I have no idea. Perhaps it has something to do with Joel 2:28 and Acts 2:17. Or perhaps it only means I shouldn’t eat spicy food before bedtime. Who knows?

Come Have a PC Halloween

By Sasha Kaplan|2017-10-25T20:35:54+00:00October 25th, 2017|Creative, Opinion|

Tis the season for spooky decorations, costumes, and kids knocking at your door in droves asking for candy. This is also the season for the return of the SJW police, to make sure kid costumes are culturally sensitive this frightening holiday. This year it’s not the stereotypical costumes causing a frenzy, it’s Disney princesses. The SJW overlords are here to tell you which costume you are and aren’t allowed to wear based purely on the color of your skin. From the image on the left….there aren’t a lot of options…maybe a ninja…nope…fairy…of course not….um… Robot…but that’ll probably offend someone too.

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