Saturday, October 30, 2010
"The Ruckus" and endeavoring to persevere.
Much has been discussed at WRSA and The Cliffs of Insanity recently about one Mr. Kerodin and his plan here and here, to confront LEOs in their police stations by marching with rifles slung within 72 hours of "SHTF," as he puts it. Mr. Kerodin believes that such a tactic could accomplish restoration of the Republic without violence.
Just exactly how Mr. Kerodin would accomplish this coordinated coup de main in the streets all across the vast nation is a bit hazy, given that it has proven difficult to motivate individuals to do much lesser actions such as put up stickers, deface socialist propaganda signs and break windows, a tactic which Mr. Kerodin merely notes with a polite sneer.
Mr. Kerodin's opinion of me, from the right side of his blog:
Get your head on straight, Patriot! Following the counsel of idiots and hollow heroes regarding SHTF circumstances will get you dead...and if you can't tell the difference between serious men and hot-air machines, you're already half way to a mass grave. Growling on blogs about how you will not yield one more inch, or one more of your gun rights, then letting LEO have your pistol during a traffic stop makes you a pathetic joke, not a Leader worthy of serious consideration. Hyperbolic proclamations about what you will do to any Alphabet Agency team making a dynamic entry to your home is hardly helpful to the Patriot cause.
Man up and think for yourself, or you are wasting perfectly good air, and feeding those who depend on your intellect and common sense false hope.
Oh, my, now I am an oxygen thief. No doubt "Little Jimmy" Vann and Rachel Madcow would concur, so this, my latest critic, is in good company.
What can one reply to such force of logic? No doubt it comes from Mr. Kerodin's long experience in leading men and women in the real world in what he calls "the Patriot cause." (Although in my ignorance I must confess I had never heard of him prior to this.)
Mr. Kerodin, it seems, would like my job. Shall I let him have it? Because right now, just right now at two-thirty in the morning trying to finish my speech for the rally, I am bone-weary of all of this shit. Bone. Weary.
But, no, I rather think that I, the "idiot," the "hollow hero," and the "hot-air machine," shall just keep on keeping on, as "pathetic" as that seems to Mr. Kerodin. I shall, in the words of Chief Dan George in The Outlaw Josie Wales, "endeavor to persevere."