“Some disabled guy who’s sitting at home ‘cause he can’t work but can’t get disability is going to pay a fine?”
Terry, that’s what death panels are for. If this fellow doesn’t have cash, he gets eliminated. If you can’t man an oar on the Buckwheat slave ship, you get thrown overboard as shark food. The only remedy a fellow such as this has in Buckwheat’s fascist paradise is to show up at the death panel hearing and open fire.
It’s all about the rule of men and who has the best weapon and the fastest draw. Practice your combat shooting at the range. Read Jan Karski’s book “The Story of the Secret State.” We are a whisker away from CW II.
See you at the Old North Bridge, FRiend.
I’ll see you there.
It’s time to water the Tree of Liberty. Semper Fi.