Submitted by Brewer55
Guest Post by T.L. Davis
The frustration I heard in the voice of a four-tour force recon vet discharged after a mortar ended his service was undeniable. It was also evident that the insults hurled from a woke mayor in a Texas city had him in a state of calm, but determined resistance. He spoke of the BLM march through the city given a route that went past the “biker bar” section of town as evidence of the taunting taking place across the country by mayors and governors who are determined to get a violent reaction. “We’re not that stupid,” he said.
From someone who has seen his share of death and destruction in the chaotic villages of a war-torn nation, he knows what is being fomented against him and those like him. They want the conflict, just like they wanted to hang the “insurrection” tag on a peaceful protest in Washington D.C. on January 6th. Unlike the woke peaceful protests all summer that were embellished with flame, wrecked buildings and murder, the January 6th peaceful protest saw only instigators (probably infiltrators) breaking a window or two. There is no comparison between the occupation of federal court buildings, looting and burning by those released from jail the day before for the same mischief and a crowd being let into the capitol on the sixth only to further the insurrection narrative.
I asked how we could fix a political system intent on inciting violence against one set of people by another. It isn’t just BLM against bikers, or school systems against parents, or black against white, or Hispanic against Asian, or young against old, or left against right, or gay against straight, or vaxers against anti-vaxers, or mask wearers against mask refusers; it is the intent of government officials to inflame these conflicts to the point of violence that is the concern. His response was a slow shake of the head, a shrug of the shoulders saying what he preferred not to say.
The fact is, there is no D-Day, but rather the slow accumulation of grievances until the load can no longer be carried. His words came back to me over the whole conversation. “We’re not that stupid.” The trouble with combat veterans, like my father (Korea), is they tend to be non-confrontational in such situations, because they can smell an ambush, not because they fear engagement, but half measures won’t suffice and until they are ready to go full-on, all other responses seem tepid, but the rage builds.
This climate is being manufactured. Those who are sure they will win are goading on the conflict. Those who are not sure they will win, refuse to fight at half measure, harming only their families and friends, enraging a brutal enemy without the resolve to complete the mission. What the enemies of the people should be afraid of, if they had any sense, is a fighting force having put it off until there was nothing left to lose, but coming out dedicated to the eradication of their enemies as the only possible solution.
Caught in the middle of this brewing conflict is law enforcement. This is something they should recognize, but they have not thus far. They seem willing to be the fodder; the useful idiots of the tyrannical regimes. If they could only look into the face of what confronts them, they might choose differently, but I doubt they would. Most of them agree to impose tyranny as a means of securing their pensions, as if they can suspend their duty as American citizens while in uniform and pick it back up when they shed it. Consciously or sub-consciously they are making a decision to violate their oaths in order to receive their shekels from tyrants. That doesn’t play out well, no matter how it goes, because these municipalities have no intention of paying them the blood money they earn. One would think they had seen the devious plots of most government agencies to default on their obligations with little more than a wink at justice enough times to see what their future holds. Anything they said or did when they believed themselves to be free, will be used to deny them the benefits once they’ve done the dirty work.
The great reset is in play. These are the final days of the United States, as ever previously conceived, anyway. The new order is rising, all of these internal squabbles are mere birthing pains of the globalist desire for hegemony. Whether their intent is to get all of the various factions of the citizens to annihilate each other, a pandemic that will wipe out most of the population, a few regional nuclear wars, whatever reduces the overall population is in favor with the globalists. It’s no conspiracy theory, either. It is the stated goal and plan of people like Bill Gates and George Soros.
Part of it even makes sense. With the rise of Artificial Intelligence, the world can supply them what they need without the messy demands of human beings. It is the utopia of the few that they can see on the horizon that is driving all of society right now. Some are fighting against it, some are fighting for it, but it’s the fight itself that enthralls the globalist. In any other time, they would be branded as genocidal maniacs, but in this time, when they have had a chance to dumb down schools, silence critics and promote their propaganda while they purchase local officials like a buying a happy meal, they appear to be the enlightened few.
Because this is the plan of the globalists, it is the globe that is in peril. There is no nation that will not be affected. Occasionally, the people of one nation or another will smell the smoke of human incinerators running overtime and put up a resistance to it, but right now the biggest stumbling block to the whole plan is the United States. Its citizens need to be overcome, their weapons confiscated, their property confiscated, their individual wealth stolen. They need to be brought down to a subsistence level that the people of most other nations endure so that one plan can be effectively prosecuted worldwide.
All politics make sense, when you understand their plan. What does not make sense, is why so many people believe they will benefit from it, when clearly the only beneficiaries of the plan are those few who already enjoy the best the world has to offer. Perhaps, it is just a case of wanting to live a day as a king. There is no doubt, however, that everyone we have been taught to respect will be the ones they send out to kill us. Our response will reverberate for centuries.
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I am reminded of this meme I saw on FFF last night
And the ones who need to undertstand that the most are the very ones who will ignore it the longest.
Wish I could give you a TON of up-votes for that quote.
I saw that first hand in grade school. There was this shy kid who generally kept to himself even though he like to be a class clown … which I believe was a defense mechanism. He had just a few friends, but not many and they were outcasts like himself. The class bullies, a small clique of about 5, were relentless in picking on that kid all through 6th and 7th grade. But, he just took it, for he was afraid of The Five Bullies. Then, one day towards the end of 8th grade, the Chief Bully pushed the shy kid too far … shy kid merely pushed the bully back, and bully boy said “I’m gonna kick your ass after school”. And sure enough, Bully Boy ambushed shy kid near the woods section on his way home. Bully Boy threw the first punch, and missed. Shy kid exploded with a rage and fury you wouldn’t expect from an 8th grader. He pummeled Bully Boy for a good 10-15 minutes until his own knuckles were bleeding. Bully Boy didn’t come back to school for about 3 days … and even then both his eyes were black and blue, and his bottom lip swollen and cut up. Shy boy believed the only reason he didn’t commit homicide that day — so great was his rage that he didn’t give a shit about anything but complete revenge and annihilation of his foe — is because Bully Boy’s friends intervened by separating the two combatants. Neither Bully Boy nor his friends ever bothered Shy Boy again. How do I know all this detail? I was that Shy Boy.
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Many thumbs up also to Brewer55 for finding this gem of an article.
Them that are offended by weakness are destined to be confronted with the fact they don’t understand the concept.
My son, a nice guy, always says, don’t take my niceness for weakness, I believe him.
Growing up during desegregation, the federal government sent me to a 90%plus black school, I was all but 75 pounds 11 years old, some of the other kids 18 years old 250 pounds, you know how the blacks are built, I just wanted to be left alone, so did the other white kids, but of course they wouldn’t leave you alone, the other white kids bent the knee, I always want full on crazy if need be.
One day a big black guy said you have a good name in this school, but they should have known before I even attended that school, the elementary school I attended before attending this junior high school always played the black football team once a year(whites against blacks), the only time the white team won, I was playing I caught a touchdown pass the last 3 seconds 6-0
When I first got to this black school, a few remembered me asked me why I was not playing football, my response was the same as it would be today, Im not walking down here at night.
Yes I want to be left alone, please do not back me into a corner, because I am not scared of death, Im 61 now, in pain, but I havent changed at all, I will walk away peacefully, just stay away from me and leave me alone.
and thank you government for ruining my education, and football career, I owe you, you are at the root of all this evil, only a fool would not see its the government who is morally and financially bankrupt pushing all this crap.
nothing will change, most of my neighbors living the good life, will not give up their government pensions, 80% of the people are bought off period.
Ahhhh High School…
I went to a mostly black (and Puerto Rican) inner city all boy Vocational HS…was a 16 year old senior…turned 17 in December…the term in that day was ‘Blackboard Jungle’.
It was a small school. We had half a dozen 20 year old seniors with serious criminal records. Fistfights were the way the pecking order was established…and we had one knife fight my senior year were the loser almost bled to death.
My nickname became Chiclet…I was told because I was small (but barrel chested husky) white, and tough to chew.
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In my first month (I transferred in – in 10th grade from regular HS) one of the biggest bullies in the school (there were many – it was a 60’s Lord of the Flies education) was a sophomore like me, but he was 18 due to some ahhh time in corrections (I was 14).
He was 210 lbs. and wore a size 12 shoe (he liked to brag to everyone how much he weighed and how big his feet were).
He literally was two of me.
Anyway…he started in on me in class sitting behind me flicking my ear lobe and poking me in the back when the teacher had his back turned.
It was my turn in his barrel and I knew it was coming. (I had been warned).
I love the freedom and revenge and the power of my red tunnel vision temper…and this was its apprenticeship. The first time I completely gave myself over to the uncontrollable with this level of violence.
Adrenalin has always been my drug of choice…
We were sitting in the old school chairs with the arm that came out from the right you could write on…he was behind me…and after the third stinging ear flick I entered my Berserker training that I would eventually became a master at.
With pure adrenalin rage I jumped out of the chair, picked it up by the arm and a leg, raised it as high as I could…and to the horror of the giant with his hands in front of his face (I will never forget his look of horror – think Biff in Back to the Future) I brought all the weight down smashing it on his head slamming him backwards…I was screaming and cursing with spittle and rage while being drug away by the horrified teacher still kicking at my stunned now prostate enemy…stuffed into the desk on his back wiggling like a fat wounded beetle on his back.
I instantly became popular and respected.
I got the giant alone later…he was looking at me differently…I told him if he ever touched me again I would stab him with a knife…and he would never see it coming…he stared at me and I could see him swallow…he said nothing because he believed me…and I was telling the truth.
A month later I had a second similar incident with another one whose nickname was ‘Tiny’. I smashed at his head with a stool (in shop – no teach around) with all my might just missing his head…shattering the stool against the wall. He ran out of the room and I chased him screaming like Linda Blair in the Exorcist with a stool leg in my hand as a club.
So now instead of a 250 pound high school bully there is a 1,000 pound Luciferian gorilla threatening me and my family’s lives in every way possible.
We all are getting poked in the back…and our ear lobes flicked…aren’t we?
“So now instead of a 250 pound high school bully there is a 1,000 pound Luciferian gorilla threatening me and my family’s lives in every way possible.
We all are getting poked in the back…and our ear lobes flicked…aren’t we?”
yes we are, the time is coming.
I went to a school of about 300 at 11 years junior high school, then off to another bad school at 14 years of age high school about 700 kids.
it took a few fights in junior high school that was it crazy white guy, I never used anything but my hands.
In high school I was bused to vo-tech, the same shit over again, this time it was white guys, from 5 different schools Im was 95 lbs, and 14 years old, first big guy, down on the floor he went, teacher walked in, says its not the little guy who always ends up on the floor.
second big guy about 225lbs. at the end of class kept hitting me with a stick, side of my hip. not hard, I said to myself if he hits me one more time, I will punch him in the face, he made that mistake, next thing ya know we are across the room, I picked him up by his hips sat him on a work bench, someone yelled teacher, I looked at him directly in the eyes, and said you ever do that again I will kill you, no more problems after that.
then Im 18 in a machine shop working, the guy I depend on to fix a broken machine is sleeping, i had to rat him out no production, the next day he grabs me by the throat, I just ripped his hand off my throat, then he just talked shit, he got fired next day.
following day his replacement a football player stocky guy, starts talking shit, if you ever rat me out ill kick your ass, im like ok, so I started talking shit, im 125 lbs, now, told him Ill lift 125 lbs, over my head with one arm, he is laughing, I said ill bet you $20, he said ok, he would bring the weights in, next day I asked where are the weights, he said he forgot, I said its ok, I have them in the trunk, the cheap sand filled weights, a big black guy in shipping, put them on the shipping scale,oops only weighed 115(cheap sand weights) hollow bar, the standard long bar for weight lifting, so he put a piece of brass in the hollow bar got to 125 lbs., and said to me there is noway your going to do this,
break time rolled around I did what I said, im a man of my word, he gave me the $20, starting walking away, I said wait you said you would try it, he got it up to his shoulder dropped it on his forearm, that was that no more troubles. blessed are the peace makers
all I wanted was to be left alone nothing more
Men are cruel
After 10th grade in that Lord of the Flies HS…I was forced into a series of fist fights both there and in my neighborhood hangouts in my junior and senior years that left me at the top of the local yokel pecking order for being the wrong kid to jack with…as once engaged I was beyond vicious. I don’t know where it came from, but if picked on severely enough I had an explosive righteous rage.
I came to not fear but actually like a good fist fight if I was provoked sufficiently…as I was always the underestimated underdog…and beating a tormentor into submission was tremendously gratifying.
The adrenalin rushes were so exhilarating I learned to embrace it, and use it to my advantage, but I had to make sure the provocation/reason was serious enough.
It turned out I had a cast iron jaw and a head of cement…and could take tremendous punishment, not only not go down…just get more enraged…and I could punch and move.
Once a guy came looking to fight me just based on my reputation and I didn’t want to fight, told him he was an idiot, and tried to walk away…until he put hands on me and then I had a reason to cut lose. Fought him to a draw…and he stalked away, but I didn’t have the rage I could summon when given a good reason.
Add in lifting weights, constant pushups and pull ups, squeezing hand grips to fail…pounding a heavy bag until my knuckles started bleeding…by graduation I wasn’t feared (because I never started a fight) I actually was easy going, smiled and laughed a lot, but as Chicklet I was left completely alone.
I really regret not getting into Golden Gloves. Later on in my 20’s I studied (for a short while) under Gary Alexander (a famous martial art instructor to this day) and he told me I was one of the fastest ‘natural punchers’ he had ever seen. I knew that, but coming from him that was a real compliment.
One thing about the Lord of the Flies HS, it was a good prep school for the Marines, and then Nam. They were a PHD in violence.
Yea, many men are cruel…I raised my daughter adding to that – that most men are also dogs that talk…and when they are in a pack and you meet them in the wrong place…you best be well armed, and ready to kill.
Always take out the alpha leader first…lots of ways to do it…and all of them involve being lightening vicious…and ‘tough to chew’.
Good talking to you 80%.
Sounds like fuckin prison
Stucky – The last time I lost my temper was in a fight when I was 10, or so. I got the kid down and had my hands around his neck choking the life out of him. Had his older brother not been there, I don’t think I would have stopped.
I realized right then that I had to keep that monster in check. Even my ex-wife could not draw it out and she tried very hard.
Did you conjure up that rage when you killed that poor racoon with a 2X4?
Yes.
Actual picture of me looking for a coon to kill ….
I’ve got several after my chickens and rabbits. Come on down and thump ’em for me!
Maybe, just maybe, if you stand up to them, they will stand down. I got in a brawl in junior year chemistry class with a 250 pound member of the high school football team. Over tables, beakers flying everywhere. After it was somewhat over, he said meet me after school to finish this. I was 5-9 250. I showed up. He came up to me after school at the meeting place, shook my hand and said you sir have balls. We were friends for the rest of high school.
I think in the bible such events were described as things like ‘fire raining from the heavens’. I believe when God smites a Sodom and Gomorrah, he does it through the hands of the righteous. And sometimes the righteous salt the ashes when they are done.
The fury will be relentless once the breaking point is reached.
Both Man and God’s.
The Damn Fools! They take our lack of violence as if we are frightened. Fools! Never does a decent law abiding man that only wants good for his fellow countryman and a fair and equal society ever want to let loose that dark hateful evil beast that is chained and padlocked behind iron doors. When that beast is released there will be no quarter given or asked for. Fools! don’t they realize this will not just consume them but their spouses, children and extended family. When this darkness is let loose there will be no stopping until all are annihilated so that our Great grand children will never have to deal with this again. These Fools will be uprooted and thrown into the furnace so none of their line will ever exist to cause problems again.
They think we fear them. The “DAMN IGNORANT FOOLS!!” don’t realize we fear our selves and the darkness in us, as once unleashed it will be a horrifying sight to behold. For what will be unleashed will be a conflagration of death and destruction with massive charnel pits and bodies stacked like cord wood.
I actually want to weep if we are forced to act and I pray to our Lord God Almighty that this cup will pass.
I do not want what I see coming. I have an ailing mother, a wife, 2 daughters, 3 sisters and a granddaughter–I will be slow to anger, I will try and be temperate because so many depend on me. However the anger and wrath of the saxon, even now, kindles within me…If anyone here knew my past and things I have overcome, they would not doubt that I will not “go gently into that good night.” It may be begrudgingly, but I will answer the call when the bell tolls.
I think this awesome song says it best– ” when you’ve got nothing left to lose. Might sound good but I’m not sure that’s true..”
Really good song. Thanks.
edit AGAIN: TS, not anonymous
What he said.
…the biggest stumbling block to the whole plan is the United States. Its citizens need to be overcome, their weapons confiscated, their property confiscated, their individual wealth stolen.
That has been talked about for at least 30 yrs, and probably more like 40, in my experience. It might even be longer ago than that. This is nothing new. The only thing surprising is that no-one has wanted to believe it until lately. Because now it’s become so obvious that it can’t be missed by anyone with even one eye half-open. What was being warned about now is, and escalating rapidly.
Look who they have put up for BATF director. He does not even hide his desire to disarm the American public.
And… ((Chapman)). Every. Single. Time.
“……….harming only our family and friends…………” This is what restrains us. Were it not for my loved ones I would have taken a dozen heads by now and I would be dead as well. It’s the living hell of harassment, vilification and threats we would place upon our families that holds us in check. That and nothing else.
If and when something goes down, it will be those who want to be left alone against everyone else. Don’t give me any bullshit that the military and LE are going to help defend those that want to be left alone. This article is spot on
Sometimes I just want the bandaid to be ripped off but I know underneath it there is a festering wound that will never heal. Not in my lifetime anyway.
Yep. Like a Brown Recluse bite. You just have to suck it up, and cut it out.
If you don’t everything goes necrotic. Better a smallish hole than a rotted limb.
“Sometimes”?
The society they envision is much too complex to withstand the presence of saboteurs in the population. Even if they win, they will lose, at least here in the states.
Psychopathic rulers tend to be self sabotaging as well. One thing they do is surround themselves with incompetents they trust, not competent underlings who might bump them off. They also make dumb decisions without anyone to question or challenge their choices. Who would second guess a Hitler or a Pol Pot? Their biggest problem may be their blindness in understanding the creative and irrepressible nature of humanity and the power of human love.
Is that “Fortunate Son” that I hear slowly growing in the background or is it a fife and drum played by ghosts long since dead but spirits still glowing?
Beware the Saxon’s hate.
We are all a part of this grand drama that is playing out right now. No matter what your circumstances don’t give in to fear. Faith of consciousness is freedom. Faith of feeling is weakness. Faith of body is stupidity. Hope of consciousness is strength. The coming reset is going to change our life.
A recent acquaintance who spent his time in the Army, during Vietnam, stateside, told me his was glad, as if he had to kill he wasn’t sure he could turn it off. In the coming unpleasantness, turning it off won’t be an option until the enemy, however defined, is completely extinguished. He agreed, but was not pleased.
“Middle class America is no less violent than any other people. They seem passive because they’re results oriented. They rise not out of blood frenzy but to solve the otherwise insoluble. Their methods of choice are good will, cooperation, forbearance, negotiation and finally, appeasement, roughly in that order. Only when these fail to end the abuse do they revert to blowback. And they do so irretrievably. Once the course is set and the outcome defined, doubt is put aside. The middle class is known, condemned actually, for carrying out violence with the efficiency of an industrial project where bloody destruction at any scale is not only in play, it’s a metric. Remorse is left for the next generation, they’ll have the leisure for it. We’d like to believe this is merely dark speculation. History says it isn’t.” – The Late Ol’ Remus for the Woodshed report.
I miss Ol’ Remus………
Advice from the movie Roadhouse:
“Be nice… until it’s time to not be nice.”
“Those who are not sure they will win, refuse to fight at half measure, harming only their families and friends, enraging a brutal enemy without the resolve to complete the mission”
I believe many are just waiting and others are just awakening
The plan is the Balkanization of the US. To create civil war, and then to use the UN to attack certain regions and groups, claiming ethnic cleansing and genocide, and eventually the break up of the US and its absorption into the NWO. Yugoslavia was the test model for the plan.
The liberals and Democrats are doing everything possible to facilitate this outcome, believing they will be the ruling party in the NWO.
Make no mistake. Your enemies are not any foreign country, or foreign terrorists. They are the mega corporations, and their army of domestic liberal terrorists. They are the ones out to steal your freedoms, your wealth, and your rights.