5,000 Americans answer the call to defend Bundy and the BLM stands down!! [FReepathon thread IX]

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[Jim Robinson]

Very proud of our people today. The fascist federal government placed its iron boot on an American’s neck (Clive Bundy, the last standing large rancher in the area in Nevada after all the others had already been destroyed by the BLM), the patriot call went out and 5,000 ordinary Americans from surrounding areas answer the call, some armed with guns, others only with signs and the flag and they force the feds to stand down.

Ladies and gentlemen, I'm here to say the First and Second Amendments still stand!! We need to all stay strong in such emergencies and always be prepared to defend Liberty!!

United we stand, divided we all!!

I’m so proud of these Liberty loving patriots.

What a perfect example of our Constitution in action.

Now this may be just the first round of a much larger battle, but the battles of Concord and Lexington were also just a first round in something much larger.

If the fascist DHS now gets involved it could get nasty.

Never give in, never give up, never surrender!!

We don’t retreat, we reload!!

God bless America.

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[Enterprise]

Thanks!! :)

[plain talk]

Not over. Like the scene from the Perfect Storm when the storm quietens down (eye of the storm) but they realize it will come back and won’t let them go.

[combat_boots]

Yes

[trisham]

The nation is getting a wake-up call. Bombs and gun battles in the streets. No, Mr. Obama, America is not safer than ever. You LIE!!

Secure the borders!! Get a handle on who you allow into the country!! Quit allowing these people in!! Duh, they are at war with us!!

And quit trying to take our guns!! We need them now more than ever!!

And FR is needed now more than ever!! The defense of Liberty starts at home. Never ever give up your guns!!

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God bless America!!

~Jim Robinson
April, 2013

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I will then use my power, as I see fit.
I mean to live my life an obedient man, but obedient to God, subservient to the wisdom of my ancestors; never to the authority of political truths arrived at yesterday at the voting booth. That is a program of sorts, is it not?
It is certainly program enough to keep conservatives busy, and liberals at bay. And the nation free.”

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Up from Liberalism (1959)

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[Carry_Okie]

From this point forward there should NEVER be another demonrat elected from a Red State . . .

There's Nevada and then there's Las Vegas. That's the problem.

[Apogee]

“57 locations total”

That, my FRiend, is priceless.

[tobyhill]

I've seen this Government trick before and I won't believe it until they rescind the illegal court order. The Government lied to the judges about this being about a freakin Tortoise that has survived cattle there for 200 years.
If they want to “save” a tortoise then breed them on a farm, not where our meat comes from.

[maxwellsmart_agent]

Not before the November elections. Trust me! That and only that is the reason why they withdrew. They could see the sentiment building against them.

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The Midnight Ride of Paul Revere

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.

He said to his friend, "If the British march By land or sea from the town to-night, Hang a lantern aloft in the belfry arch Of the North Church tower as a signal light, One if by land, and two if by sea; And I on the opposite shore will be, Ready to ride and spread the alarm Through every Middlesex village and farm, For the country folk to be up and to arm."

Then he said "Good-night!" and with muffled oar Silently rowed to the Charlestown shore, Just as the moon rose over the bay, Where swinging wide at her moorings lay The Somerset, British man-of-war; A phantom ship, with each mast and spar Across the moon like a prison bar, And a huge black hulk, that was magnified By its own reflection in the tide.

Meanwhile, his friend through alley and street Wanders and watches, with eager ears, Till in the silence around him he hears The muster of men at the barrack door, The sound of arms, and the tramp of feet, And the measured tread of the grenadiers, Marching down to their boats on the shore.

Then he climbed the tower of the Old North Church, By the wooden stairs, with stealthy tread, To the belfry chamber overhead, And startled the pigeons from their perch On the sombre rafters, that round him made Masses and moving shapes of shade, By the trembling ladder, steep and tall, To the highest window in the wall, Where he paused to listen and look down A moment on the roofs of the town And the moonlight flowing over all.

Beneath, in the churchyard, lay the dead, In their night encampment on the hill, Wrapped in silence so deep and still That he could hear, like a sentinel's tread, The watchful night-wind, as it went Creeping along from tent to tent, And seeming to whisper, "All is well!" A moment only he feels the spell Of the place and the hour, and the secret dread Of the lonely belfry and the dead; For suddenly all his thoughts are bent On a shadowy something far away, Where the river widens to meet the bay, A line of black that bends and floats On the rising tide like a bridge of boats.

Meanwhile, impatient to mount and ride, Booted and spurred, with a heavy stride On the opposite shore walked Paul Revere. Now he patted his horse's side, Now he gazed at the landscape far and near, Then, impetuous, stamped the earth, And turned and tightened his saddle girth; But mostly he watched with eager search The belfry tower of the Old North Church, As it rose above the graves on the hill, Lonely and spectral and sombre and still. And lo! as he looks, on the belfry's height A glimmer, and then a gleam of light! He springs to the saddle, the bridle he turns, But lingers and gazes, till full on his sight A second lamp in the belfry burns.

A hurry of hoofs in a village street, A shape in the moonlight, a bulk in the dark, And beneath, from the pebbles, in passing, a spark Struck out by a steed flying fearless and fleet; That was all! And yet, through the gloom and the light, The fate of a nation was riding that night; And the spark struck out by that steed, in his flight, Kindled the land into flame with its heat. He has left the village and mounted the steep, And beneath him, tranquil and broad and deep, Is the Mystic, meeting the ocean tides; And under the alders that skirt its edge, Now soft on the sand, now loud on the ledge, Is heard the tramp of his steed as he rides.

It was twelve by the village clock When he crossed the bridge into Medford town. He heard the crowing of the cock, And the barking of the farmer's dog, And felt the damp of the river fog, That rises after the sun goes down.

It was one by the village clock, When he galloped into Lexington. He saw the gilded weathercock Swim in the moonlight as he passed, And the meeting-house windows, black and bare, Gaze at him with a spectral glare, As if they already stood aghast At the bloody work they would look upon.

It was two by the village clock, When he came to the bridge in Concord town. He heard the bleating of the flock, And the twitter of birds among the trees, And felt the breath of the morning breeze Blowing over the meadow brown. And one was safe and asleep in his bed Who at the bridge would be first to fall, Who that day would be lying dead, Pierced by a British musket ball.

You know the rest. In the books you have read How the British Regulars fired and fled, How the farmers gave them ball for ball, From behind each fence and farmyard wall, Chasing the redcoats down the lane, Then crossing the fields to emerge again Under the trees at the turn of the road, And only pausing to fire and load.

So through the night rode Paul Revere; And so through the night went his cry of alarm To every Middlesex village and farm, A cry of defiance, and not of fear, A voice in the darkness, a knock at the door, And a word that shall echo for evermore! For, borne on the night-wind of the Past, Through all our history, to the last, In the hour of darkness and peril and need, The people will waken and listen to hear The hurrying hoof-beats of that steed, And the midnight message of Paul Revere.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

1860

[Jim Robinson]

Woo hoo!!

And this just in:

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Thank you all very much!!

FReepers ROCK!!

[JoeProBono]

BLM agents and pro-Bundy protesters clash, Clark County, Nev., April 9, 2014

[trisham]

Woo hoo!!

And this just in:

$50.00 from Arkansas
$10.00 monthly from North Carolina
$20.00 from Never Never Land
$10.00 monthly from Arizona
$25.00 from Georgia
$10.00 monthly from California
$25.00 from Never Never Land
$10.00 monthly from Virginia

Thank you all very much!!

FReepers ROCK!!

~Jim Robinson

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