Thereâs no such thing as casual âfriendsâ (Originally posted here)
Barry Bright June 16, 2007
Calling them what they are isnât âname calling.â Itâs reality.
Itâs that word thatâs so overused today. Every MySpace type website has them. People who post a cute picture and a few words of PC positive encouragement or some other phrase that goes along with that siteâs theme. Theyâre your âFriend.â
But what does it mean?
Thereâs a bumper sticker out there that reads thusly: âFriends help you bury the bodies.â
My version: âReal friends help you make the bodies and bury them.â
Letâs look into our future, and the ultimate way to determine who our friends really are:
Itâs 3 A.M. Your dog barks. Itâs not that âcoyote bark,â or âstray cat barkâ or âI just feel like barking bark.â Itâs that âSomebody or something is approaching our space and you need to get your ass out of bed bark.â
Then you get really lucky. The team of black-suited Nazi whores whoâve been sent to dispatch/arrest another gun nut who didnât comply with the orders to âturn them inâ or âregister themâ because some lowlife scumbag âLiberalâ neighbor found out you werenât compliant with their little version of reality is stopped or slowed at your door or before.
If youâre exceedingly lucky one or more of them are squirming on your living room floor. Good, now you have hostages. You can demand communication with the outside world if they disabled your phones or other forms of communication.
After the first round goes down range they will be fighting for their comrades in black. What little ideology or feelings for Liberty they might have will be secondary, if it exists at all. If it had existed in their hearts in any real measure they would have killed the individual(s) who ordered them to your house and they would be calling you to find out what kind of âfriendâ you really are.
Since you fought back, they will do all in their power to kill you. The black flag will wave. Your family will be what the military calls âcollateral damage.â And some âLiberalâ piece of garbage thatâs lived down the road from you all your life will have voted for it to happen, knowingly or not.
Scenario two: The sheeple here in the land of the cowardly and the apathetic allow a government of lowlife scumbag âLiberalâ politicians to pass a law saying you canât shoot or harm someone whoâs breaking into your home, like in Britain, where that farmer did more prison time than the burglar he shot.
You call your âfriendâ at 3 AM: âRoger, I need you to come over.â
âUh, itâs 3 AM, why?â
âI just really need you to come over.â
âBut why?â
âUh, my pipe busted in the basement, thereâs water all over the floor.â
âUh, OK.â
Roger arrives a few minutes later, sees the âwater damageâ you really have, freaks out, and A. Leaves, or B. Helps you deal with your mess and then or later goes to the âauthoritiesâ because his PC indoctrinated in Big Brother love âconscienceâ bothers him and the fertilize you applied to your trees gets dug up and you find out that a manâs home isnât really his castle.
Thereâs Bubba, your NASCAR buddy. You never miss a day talking with him about the ânext big raceâ or the driver who wrecked last time. But heâs squishy on Liberty, OK, heâs just plain stupid, apathetic, like most of the sheeple. So one day out of the blue, maybe during a hunting trip, or while plinking down at the dump, you simply ask him, âCould I depend on you?â in any of the above situations.
I mean âWill you gather our âfriendsâ and surround the surrounders at my house and pick them off like the colonial militiamen did to the British soldiers on April 19, 1775?
Now Bubba has sort of a smidgen of common sense and watched some John Wayne movies growing up and maybe has some sense of the concept that there has to be a line, and it has to be cut in stone, deeply enough to carry the blood away.
So he answers thusly, âYeah, sure dude. Iâll be there, with bells on.â But thatâs the end of the conversation and neither of you bring it up again.
Now youâre at the office, or the factory, or wherever you waste your time in exchange for money, and youâre talking flirtatiously with the bossâs secretary. Nothing serious, youâre married, or she, or both, and her and your wife are shopping buddies, or prayer group partners, or, you know, woman stuff.
Now the secretary has been at your house, many times. Sheâs not entirely approving of the way you teach your kids to shoot, or that you keep a loaded weapon handy in case you need it to defend your Liberty, family, property, but sheâs certain that when that wonderful guy/gal she plans on voting for next fall asks you ever so kindly to âturn them inâ youâll be a good sport and comply.
BZZZZZ. Wrong answer.
Five days after the deadline to âregister/turn them inâ sheâs at your house and one of your kids blurts out some kind of indication that maybe daddy and mommy donât love Big Brother enough to let some child raper have their way with the kiddies until the police arrive. Or maybe the secretary âfriendâ just calls several times and gets suspicious as to why she hasnât been invited over lately.
Of course in her little indoctrinated, or evil, take your pick, mind, she has to âdo the right thing.â Thus we have the scenario we started with and the original question: Is she really your familyâs âfriendâ when she doesnât share your most core values? But you go to the same church. So? Do you blindly trust everyone at your church, or any other social function?
So then whoâre yaâ gonnaâ call? Ghostbusters? Your âLiberalâ friends from wherever?
Letâs ask them a few basic questions first:
1. Have you ever or would you vote for a candidate because that candidate supports some kind of âsocial programâ you like even though that candidate is pro âgun-control.â
2. Do you believe in âreasonableâ or âcommon senseâ gun control? You know, the kind that just infringes on a little of our Liberties? Like requiring us to prove we arenât âcriminalsâ before we defend ourselves or that tells us we only need a single shot shotgun for rabbits in our garden, for those who have a garden that is?
Letâs lay a ground rule here: All âgun controlâ is about conditioning the sheeple to accept further control until full confiscation is achieved. Britain proves this. The Australian government actually ran ads in mainstream publications stating that âself defense is no reason to own a gun.â There are sheeple next door to you who would blindly/stupidly accept this.
Statements by many âLiberalâ politicians proves their ultimate goal – civilian disarmament so we canât fight them. Anyone who argues otherwise is your blood enemy and should be looked upon as such, whether they argue from ignorance or from full knowledge of their evil.
3. Do you believe that the needs of the community trump the rights of the property owner in all instances? Now this is not about building roads or malls. This is about âsaving the Earth,â the most recent communist cause. In other words, does the government at any level have the right to dictate land use policies that donât affect the real health of neighbors and future landowners? Defining âreal healthâ is of course like defining âgeneral welfare.â Letâs leave that discussion for another place and time.
4. Do you understand the concept that when you vote for some piece of garbage who wants to disarm me by sending some prostitutes with badges and guns to enforce your stupidity/evil that you have voted to kill me and thusly I have the right, on the day that Iâm told to âturn them inâ to show up at your house and kill you first because your actions were essentially a declaration of war against me?
Of course at this point, if they havenât already, your âLiberalâ so-called friends will get that âdeer in the headlightsâ look in their eyes and A. Avoid speaking to you for any reason. B. Begin plotting to get you fired or C. Call the local sheriff and tell him how scared the local gun nut made them.
The bottom line to all this: Anyone who thinks they have a âLiberalâ friend needs to disengage their head from their nether regions. They put their twisted socialist/collectivist ideology above your Liberty, your life, your family, your property whether theyâre smart enough to know it or not.
Lotâs of ignorant 19 year olds get killed in wars.
Thereâs no such thing as a âLiberalâ friend. They will steal from and kill you, either with their vote or with their trigger finger. Yes, that means not all of them are pacifist idiots. They will kill to enforce their police state on their neighbors. Just because they swore off violence after the Weathermen and other âleftistâ groups of the 70s stopped bombing doesnât mean that when/if theyâre defeated politically they wonât return to their violent revolutionary ways.
But then maybe if that happens weâll have about half the govt. forces on our side. Maybe not.
Now the combat rules: If you do stupid things that cause the Nazis to show up at your house, donât expect us to. Donât run down the street in 1943 Berlin screaming âIâm a Jew and I have a right to be a Jew.â The black suits donât care what you think your rights are. Their primary mission is to get home at night.
Why? Because in 1776 the power elites and aristocrats of the time were behind the revolution. Now they are the oppressors and the bureaucrats and the cogs in the machine. Very few of them, at least at first, will endanger their mortgages, careers, marriages, toys, hobbies, 401kâs, etc. They are whores. They will gladly watch the black suits swarm over you and celebrate that another extremist has not been allowed to burst their never land bubble.
Only three to seven percent of the colonial population fought in the first American Revolution. The rest sat back and watched, tried to profit from it, or just tried to stay out of the way. It was also a true civil war. Many Tories left for Canada or Britain after they lost their cause. We need to be encouraging âLiberalsâ to do the same.
The word Liberty is on all our coins. Is it just window dressing? Or does it have some meaning left for the citizens of the modern empire of note? The word âmilitiaâ is in the Second Amendment. It includes all âable bodied malesâ of a certain age. In reality it includes what few Americans are still capable of giving a damn.
âGive me Liberty or give me deathâ didnât mean the Founders were going to blow their brains out if the British didnât leave. It meant they were going to blow British brains out.
If the time is forced upon us give them every opportunity to die for their evil.
Is any of this likely? Are there hard corps authoritarians among the Demoncrats and Republicrats whoâd be happy to sic the black-suited Nazis on the sheeple who arenât sheeple? You damn right. Do they have the numbers to do so in the near future? Even with another so-called âterroristâ event, that will eventually come? You damn right.
There have been many successes in recent years. There are many websites and blogs now where one can go to keep track of them. Only in the last few days have our blood enemies had something to brag about. Thatâs because of the treason of one of our biggest âpro-Libertyâ groups.
Are you a member of the NRA? No, Iâm not promoting them. On many occasions they have been part of the problem, since compromising with âLiberalsâ is like dancing with the devil. You donât change him, he changes you. When you dance with âLiberalâ scum you only move in their direction. If not they wouldnât be dancing. Theyâd be lined up like political wallflowers whining about âpartisanship.â
Have you ever thought to ask the NRA what their response will be if/when weâre told to âregister/turn them in? I have. I got no answer. Would you? Why donât you try?
There will not come a day when the authoritarians among us throw up their hands and say âOh well, we were wrong, sorry. Weâre sorry we tried to shove our collectivist garbage down your throats at the point of a government gun. Weâre going home now to live in peace and Liberty with our neighbors.â
Can some of them be converted? Of course, many already have. Some of the best patriots Iâve met are former âLiberals.â Or maybe theyâre acting.
Remember: The stupid you shall always have with you. And keep a shovel handy.
Pass this out to all the sheeple and âLiberalâ friends you think you have. Most of them wonât understand it, or will try to have you arrested. But that tiny percentage just may show up some day when you really need them.