Revenge is a dish best served cold.
After the stolen election and the Democrats’ perverting of what happened on Jan. 6th — this particular revenge dish is already in the meat locker at about 100 degrees below zero. But yeah. Let’s just all comfort ourselves that it’ll get served someday. Maybe
Served cold?
Then it should have been served long ago if you wanted it served even as chilly as a cold dish.
I take part of the widely shared blame for doing nothing of substance to defend President Trump. Doing nothing of substance to avenge Ashley Babbit. Doing nothing of substance to deal with the stolen election. Doing nothing other than blather along with the rest of us.
but all of us — myself included — won’t lift a heavier weapon than a keyboard or a smartphone or a computer mouse or a TV remote to defend a United States that is even less free today than the 13 colonies were prior to 1776.
Yet I don’t despair. Washington didn’t despair on Christmas Day 1777. Lincoln didn’t despair in April 1861. Churchill didn’t despair in July 1940. Roosevelt didn’t despair on Christmas Eve 1941. Reagan didn’t despair in August 1976 or early 1980.
They didn’t quit. And I know that we won’t quit.