Sunday, October 20, 2013

Gotta head out.

Folks, that's all I have time for this morning. We've got to head back to Hattiesburg and then home. When Zoe is driving today, I'll work on my report on the San Antonio action and the wonderful time I had seeing old friends like Warrior Class and his charming wife, guys from the struggles in the 90s like Bill Utterback and Jon Roland, my brother from another mother Bob Wright and his right-hand, Sgt. Studley (who once stuck a .45 in an Identity terrorist's ribs to achieve a little public order at a speech of mine). Then there were the comrades-in-arms from Oathkeepers like Stewart Rhodes and Jay Stang and the amazing World War II vet Renn Boedecker. I got to meet long-time readers like Dick F. and met a whole bunch of new folks of all ages. It was particularly gratifying to meet the young Three Percenters coming up. Boy, do I love Texas. It was humbling and a great honor to be so warmly greeted by so many folks. Lots of Threepers here in the Lone Star state. Lots. More later.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

After reading a few of your articles, you so self absorbed it has to be shooting out of every opening you have. Change the name of this "blog" to "mikey can't get enough of himself". Your a worthless communist, a welfare junkie, and a general waste of human space. Everytime you have a speech you announce to the world as if anyone cared, then have people take pictures of you giving the speech and post them showing how able bodied you are. If you can stand and give a speech, you can work. I like how everyone is disabled when cleaning and work are concerned but can seem to muster up the energy to shop, watch t.v., play games, go to friends houses, drink, smoke, do drugs, and give speeches. Must be some amazing disabilities going around.