Sipsey Street Irregulars: Texas uniformed thuggery, again. Is that an AK mag in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?

Wednesday, February 12, 2014

Texas uniformed thuggery, again. Is that an AK mag in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?

Mae West was famous for saying, among other things, "Is that a banana in your pocket or are you happy to see me?" Now we have a "man dressed as banana detained for carrying AK-47." In Texas. Where there is legal open carry of rifles. Right.

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SWIFT said...: I, like millions of others, have been warning about a coming civil war. The opening skirmishes have already begun. DHS has ordered 141,000+ rounds of expensive .308 ammo for their thugs. (I'm waiting for their canned response, that this ammo is strictly for training purposes.)Coupled with that, we have the daily dose of law enforcement acting like neo-nazi's. Any little spark could move these skirmishes into a full scale engagement. Go about your daily business fully armed, as you do not know when the scum buckets will start their shit. If you do not live in a state that allows you to go about fully armed, move!; February 12, 2014 at 7:06 AM
Anonymous said...: At first glance you think "Even in Texas, for christ sake" but it has become obvious that this is not a state problem but a rural vs urban problem. What's left of individualism DOES NOT EXIST IN THE CITIES ANYMORE. They are rife with useless collectivists that we refer to as Democrats and Republicans. If you consider yourself an individual then move to the country and just let them feed on each other.; February 12, 2014 at 7:33 AM
Anonymous said...: I guess they're just like the president....

They can do anything they want...; February 12, 2014 at 7:41 AM
Anonymous said...: Maybe its time to: Let the blood letting begin :); February 13, 2014 at 10:00 PM

"Progress made under the shadow of the policeman's club is false progress."

I believe that liberty is the only genuinely valuable thing that men have invented, at least in the field of government, in a thousand years. I believe that it is better to be free than to be not free, even when the former is dangerous and the latter safe. I believe that the finest qualities of man can flourish only in free air – that progress made under the shadow of the policeman's club is false progress, and of no permanent value. I believe that any man who takes the liberty of another into his keeping is bound to become a tyrant, and that any man who yields up his liberty, in however slight the measure, is bound to become a slave. -- H.L. Mencken

"The Fate of Unborn Millions. . ."

"The time is now near at hand which must probably determine, whether Americans are to be, Freemen, or Slaves; whether they are to have any property they can call their own; whether their Houses, and Farms, are to be pillaged and destroyed, and they consigned to a State of Wretchedness from which no human efforts will probably deliver them. The fate of unborn Millions will now depend, under God, on the Courage and Conduct of this army-Our cruel and unrelenting Enemy leaves us no choice but a brave resistance, or the most abject submission; that is all we can expect-We have therefore to resolve to conquer or die." -- George Washington to his troops before the Battle of Long Island.

"We will not go gently . . ."

This is no small thing, to restore a republic after it has fallen into corruption. I have studied history for years and I cannot recall it ever happening. It may be that our task is impossible. Yet, if we do not try then how will we know it can't be done? And if we do not try, it most certainly won't be done. The Founders' Republic, and the larger war for western civilization, will be lost.

But I tell you this: We will not go gently into that bloody collectivist good night. Indeed, we will make with our defiance such a sound as ALL history from that day forward will be forced to note, even if they despise us in the writing of it.

And when we are gone, the scattered, free survivors hiding in the ruins of our once-great republic will sing of our deeds in forbidden songs, tending the flickering flame of individual liberty until it bursts forth again, as it must, generations later. We will live forever, like the Spartans at Thermopylae, in sacred memory.

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"A common language of resistance . . ."

"Colonial rebellions throughout the modern world have been acts of shared political imagination. Unless unhappy people develop the capacity to trust other unhappy people, protest remains a local affair easily silenced by traditional authority. Usually, however, a moment arrives when large numbers of men and women realize for the first time that they enjoy the support of strangers, ordinary people much like themselves who happen to live in distant places and whom under normal circumstances they would never meet. It is an intoxicating discovery. A common language of resistance suddenly opens to those who are most vulnerable to painful retribution the possibility of creating a new community. As the conviction of solidarity grows, parochial issues and aspirations merge imperceptibly with a compelling national agenda which only a short time before may have been the dream of only a few. For many Americans colonists this moment occurred late in the spring of 1774." -- T.H. Breen, The Marketplace of Revolution: How Consumer Politics Shaped American Independence, Oxford University Press, 2004, p.1.

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Wednesday, February 12, 2014

Texas uniformed thuggery, again. Is that an AK mag in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?

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