Look up MOVE.
Philadelphia police bombed a house in the middle of the city.
If it comes to an armed conflict, I really doubt that the folks who couldn’t get Bernie nominated are going to win a firefight.
Stop living in videogame land.
Look up MOVE.
Philadelphia police bombed a house in the middle of the city.
If it comes to an armed conflict, I really doubt that the folks who couldn’t get Bernie nominated are going to win a firefight.
Stop living in videogame land.
Stop living in videogame land.
If that’s how you think this works, you’re the one with the vision of some video game firefight. We are arming up as a message, not because we think we will win against a military force. But so that if electoral politics fails, we have power to back up our resistance. “Door-to-door meat grinder” is the worst five words any military leader wants to hear and we need to make that the standard our political currency is built on.
The whole fucking reason that the hardline conservatives in the US have taken so goddamn much ground and got their clown messiah elected is exactly because they understand we don’t live in a star-trek utopia and have embraced POWER to back up their demands, they carry the flag and own guns and declare their willingness to fight for the things they want.
What are YOU doing? Asking for civil discourse? What era do you think we’re entering? Get your head out of your ass and understand that people braver than you are willing to fight for the same thing you want, so you get to decide what role you play in getting there.
“I think we should run into the cannon’s mouth and choke the enemy with our dead.”
“That sounds like an awful plan.”
“So what’s your plan, just give in??”
I’m just a passerby reading your comment.
You’re obviously following the issue.
What’s your plan?
To keep living in Canada and keep my gun license up to date in case your country’s bullshit leaks all the way over.
Not my first choice. I never wanted a gun. Now what are your ideas?
I’ll just go ahead and ignore your not-so-clever-or-subtle insults and deflection. What’s after that? What are you doing to help?
Let’s hear some ideas, because trust me, no one wants it to come to violence, but the other side has already murdered people. So what’s the plan?
We’re still on Step One.
Any ideas how to help us? Because you’re wrong, a lot of people think violence is the only thing that will work
Well, I’ve abandoned spending money on anything American.
I don’t know what else I could do, as a working class Canadian, so I’ve taken training and purchased a firearm as a last resort in preparation for the worst.
Aren’t there supposed to be checks and balances? The biggest thing would be to vote in your primaries and the election, I guess. Currently, contact your elected officials and ask them why the fuck they’re letting all this happen. Do everything you can through the proper channels before resorting to violence.
But if they won’t play by the rules and come for you, then I don’t think you need to play by the rules either. Telling people they’re wrong for preparing for the worst isn’t helpful.
Telling people they’re wrong for preparing for the worst isn’t helpful.
“There’s a chance of an earthquake. You should store tons of unstable explosives in your basement. That’s the best way to prepare!”
Let’s hear some ideas, because trust me, no one wants it to come to violence,
Your words.
So, no one wants it to come to violence, but violence is inevitable because you say so?
I’m safer facing the enemy alone, than in a mob of untrained wanna-be Annie Oakleys
You’re the one who ran away to Canada while insisting other people buy guns to fight.
You are unintentionally hilarious, which is the best kind of hilarious.
I ran away to the place I was born? 😆
Give your nuts a tug there, bud
Nothing funnier than a keyboard warrior talking trash on the interwebs.
Let me hear some more tough guy talk.
Oh, and tell me how you’d kick my ass if you were here.
C’mon, I can’t wait to be impressed by you.
Again, give your nuts a tug, bud.
The conversation is over. I know you’re lonely, but we’re through.
Running away from an interwebs chat?
And you called me a coward?
And now you have a choice, little boyman.
Send a message and admit the conversation wasn’t over?
Or stay silent and look like the loser you’ve always been?
Either way, I find you amusing
Like I said, I find you amusing.
You were standing on your hind legs like a little Napoleon, declaring the battle won.
Now you scurry back at my command like a desperate puppy.
I can’t wait to see what intelligent and witty response you’ll come up with.
Maybe tell me to tug my nuts for the fifth time?
What sort of job do you have where you can’t use the interwebs?
I guess pushing a broom takes two hands at all times.
Did you run out of words, or just have a stroke?
Or maybe you’re crying so hard you can’t type?
Got it.
You’re at work, pushing the broom and mopping out the toilets, and emptying the dust bins. All the little kids laugh at the funny, ugly little man who only got the job because people were sorry for him. You can’t stop for a second, but you can push one button on the government issued phone.
Keep pressing, little man. show the world that someone cares about you. Me, the most important person in your life.
You used to amuse me, but now I can only feel contempt mitigated by pity.
Ask someone to help you with the big words, loser boy.
That’s the most cowardly thing I ever read.
‘Rapey vibes?’ What does that mean? You expect me to crawl through the screen?
And no one is forcing you to read or respond.
You could have stopped any time, but I guess I mean too much to you.
And as for self defense, I told you to get a dog. It’s not my fault your mom won’t let you have a pet.
Take responsibility for your own life.
“I told you we’re done”
Wow, I guess huffing all those cleaning supplies has affected your memory.
This is the third or fourth time you’ve tried to stop sending me messages.
And yet, you are so deeply in love with me that you can’t stop.
It’s smart of you to stick to the emojis.
The stuff you write is, frankly, embarrassing.