Skip to comments.#1MVetMarch: Barrycades down! Spite House barricades no match for Million Vets March [photos]
Posted on 10/13/2013 9:23:15 AM PDT by Nachum
ibreakthings (D) @Kudzu81
@michellemalkin @TwitchyTeam I'm at #vetmarch for million vet march in DC at WWII Memorial 5:06 AM - 13 Oct 2013
Citizens are taking to Washington, D.C., Sunday morning to protest the Spite Houses closing of the nations memorials. Twitter users are using #VetMarch and #1MVetMarch to spread the word and to provide on-the-scene reports from the Million Vet March. As Twitchy reported, Sarah Palin is attending the march as well.
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LOL! Have a nice day! That is so popcorn. Good on ya! :^)
Try to focus, if you want to post about the democratic convention of 1968 then do, but don’t get confused and think that was the Mayday demonstrations of 1971.
You directly addressed my subject of the 1971 DC mass arrest, the largest in American history, and said “”The “protesters” were already proven to be a lot of violent slime.”” which was false, they weren’t violent.
yes, I remember too.
Remember the chicago riots during the “den” convention? I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. The demonstrators were throwing fecal waste, urine, molotov cocktails, and anything else they could think of, while calling the police “pigs”.
Oh yes. Calling police ‘pigs’ was considered ‘cool’. This is how a lot of the left worked to attack authority.
They also launched helium balloons in an effort to crash circling helicopters.
The May 4 New York Times reported: The protesters did succeed in disrupting the citys normal functioning by impeding traffic and harassing government employees on their way to work, using as weapons trash, tree limbs, stones, bottles, bricks, lumber, nails, tires, rubbish bins and parked cars. At the height of the disturbances, tear gas fumes filled the air over some of the citys most famous monuments, streets and grassy flowered parks. Garbage cans, trash, abandoned automobiles and other obstacles littered some chief arteries.
Over the years, these same people successfully infiltrated all of our institutions, and now plan to use the police against us.
They continued their revolution, and now we see them deride and insult our vets, just as they did back then.
I remember how the media was creating a bunch of nonsense.
When it started, I was in Florida and saw an 11:00 news cast making it sound like DC was on fire and the paratroopers were going to be creating a blood bath.
I left about 30 minutes later to hitchhike to DC, as I read the papers and heard the news in the cars it sounded like I wouldn’t even be able to get inside the city because of all the crazy stuff going on, interestingly though, a businessman picked me up for my last ride into the city, I asked him about his calm and ease and he laughed saying that nothing much was going on in the city and that the media was just blowing up nothings.
When I got into DC I saw that he was right, it was calm and demonstrations were calm, during the weeks I was there, it was fascinating to compare the media reports and newspaper versions of things with the reality that you had actually witnessed, even the cops said that it was peaceful.
When I hitch hiked out of DC to head for Texas, I saw the same media phenomena that I had witnessed as I approached DC, the farther I got away from DC, the more radical and violent or potentially violent the coverage and imagery became, just as it got less so when I had gotten closer to DC.
One of the biggest acts of “violence” was at an intersection which everyone agreed was the media making up stuff, even the cops and locals said that some kids had broken their own rules and had tossed some garbage cans into the street, but seemed annoyed at the media portrayal.
You might remember the year before that president Nixon had gone out to mingle with the demonstrators and chat with them.
“Nixon says he woke up shortly after 4 a.m., went into the Lincoln sitting room, and began listening to a record of Eugene Ormandy conducting a Rachmaninoff piece. (Several already-released tapes of Nixon phone conversations feature classical music blaring in the background at rock n’ roll volume.) The loud music awakened White House valet Manolo Sanchez, and as Nixon looked out the window at a small knot of people gathering outside on the National Mall, he asked his valet if he had had ever been to the Lincoln Memorial at night. When Sanchez replied no, Nixon impulsively told him, “Get your clothes on, we’ll go down to the Lincoln Memorial!””
The violence of the 60-70s was real. My neighbors brother was a policeman in chicago during the democrat convention. It was violent, and the crowds threw at the cops tennis balls with large nails pushed threw them, bags of feces and urine and finally mayor Daly said shut them down. The press wrote it as a police riot against peaceful protestors, just like they do today for the left....I believe the Chicago 7 went to trial and made a mockery of the courts, and that was before the courts were full of commies and progressives...One ran for congress and was voted in, good old Liz Taylor married one and they all loved Hanoi Jane, sitting on a vietcong gun (between her legs). If you were not an adult during those times, your ignorance and lack of knowledge is showing.
After reading this I concede the argument to you. Certainly with the released articles you can see how easily one could be confused against the truth. I quoted the NY Times and was mislead.
Again with the 1968 democratic convention which was supposed to be violent and has nothing with the Mayday demonstrations of 1971 in Washington DC.
So many wasted posts because people just decide to rewrite a posters subject.
Read post 34, it isn’t about the 1968 convention, or claiming there weren’t violent demonstrations or even riots in 1940s, 1950s, 1960s, 1970s, 1980s, 1990s America, but my posts are about the 1971 demonstration in DC.
You probably should have read post 47 before you posted that.
That link was pretty good, that undercover cop captured the mood of things there, it was actually quite pleasant and friendly, the Washingtonians were nice and even the cops came to relax and start to see things as pretty good duty.
Something interesting about this thread is that most of these posters are not interested in learning about the massive thousands of active duty combat units, the arrest of 13,000 Americans, or hearing about internment camps to house them.
Those are the points of information that I thought was relevant to this thread.
Leaving DC in 1971
Not exactly, a few months later I enlisted in the Army which was my plan even when I was in DC, actually for some time before DC, it was one reason that I was there.
Sorry couldn’t help it... You know how I love to pull your on chain! I liked your story. People don’t know how common it was for young people to hitchhike across the country back then.
I spent years on the road, in fact I simply lived on the road at times, just months and months of traveling, back then we weren’t flooded with illegals and there was always work in restaurants and construction sites, car washes etc., but I really like that I could walk into a restaurant when I needed to and start work that day, and be partying with and dating the waitresses that very evening, which also served as housing of course.
Your adventures sound like a very good topic for a book. I know that I would buy a copy. Our good friend Gary Cowart wrote “Blood on Red Dirt” about his experiences as a Marine in Vietnam. He gets hundreds of dollars a month from the the Kindle edition and it now sells in paperback as well. He came over to our house and showed us how easy it is to self publish. He used Createspace which is a company owned by Amazon but there are a number of other services that do the same thing.
I spent decades of my life seeking diverse adventures and penetrating into various corners of the wild life, I can’t tell much here here, but countless times, and sometimes very seriously, I have been told to write a book on those years and adventures that started in my teens.
I was fortunate enough to be the kind of guy that could enter any group that he wanted to, no matter how different they were from each other, and look into it, observe it, until I was satisfied and ready to move on.