Listen my children and you shall hear
Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere,
On the eighteenth of April, in Seventy-five;
Hardly a man is now alive
Who remembers that famous day and year.
Too many people are afraid of horses today. And the dark.
Paul Revere doesn’t have a N-95 mask so he can’t ride.
Paul Revere shouldn’t be allowed to ride. Warning the people in the countryside of an impending invasion is “nonessential.”
Israel Bissell, a 23-year-old postal rider when the war broke out on April 19, 1775, rode day and night with little sleep during an exhausting 345-mile journey from Boston’s western edge to Philadelphia. On the first leg, he rode one horse so hard that the animal collapsed and died beneath him as he arrived in Worcester, roughly two hours after leaving Watertown.
Revere (and freeper correct me if Im wrong), barely got 2 miles and got captured by the Brits.
So to honor the "True Riding Patriot", here's to you Izzy!
Here a ditty about Israel Bissell
A goy who rode out as fast as a missle
He went farther than Revere and stayed on course.
Rode so fast he blew out a horse!
Then got another one and rode even more
Blistered and beaten and all saddle sored.
While good old Paul caught 2 miles and briefly detained
Went back to bed, and thats his claim to fame.
Good old Izzy never thought of his self-ah-a.
Rode 245 miles and 3 days to Philadelphia!
Poor Izzy lost to history and time
Cuz Longfellow couldn't think of a word to rhyme.
~ Bommer
Always keep in mind that the actual number of people with anything even remotely like BALLS was and is TINY. If the guys with BALLS win then everyone acts like they had and have BALLS and the cause of the guys with BALLS is internalized and is called patriotic. If the guys with BALLS do not prevail they are sneered at and called “asshole” and everyone is glad they are not them.
As I recall, Revere never finished the ride. Samuel Dawes did, but his name didn’t fit in the poem.
I could have this wrong as it was over 40 years ago that I read it.
Don’t tread on me is so last century. If the government says no church, then no church. No business, then no business. “Progressives” are deliriously happy. Don’t just tread, but have your way.