Ken Vickers
God and guns
I sometimes turn on one of the liberal talk shows just for entertainment. I mean these clowns really are serious about the things they talk about. They also believe the rest of us are as stupid as they are. Of course, they do not know they are stupid and this is what makes watching them so much fun. They remind me of the story of the Grasshopper and the Ant. The liberals are grasshoppers. They want the government to take from the worker ants and divide the spoils among the grasshoppers. Meanwhile, the ants do for themselves while being forced to support the grasshoppers.
Aside from guns and patriotism, I guess the most toxic subject with liberals is Christianity. The liberals think it is alright to talk about any religion or political ideology in a positive light no matter how inane, but the moment one mentions Christianity, the fireworks start. The liberals wet their pants and work themselves into a lather about this subject. I wish they could have been at our high school a few weeks back. They would have had a conniption and an aneurism at the same time. Not only was God and guns on display, but the other touchy subject with liberals, patriotism, was there in full regalia. Gen. Poythress gave a talk and military veterans from as far back as WWII were honored. The Coffee High Drill team gave an impressive display of handling a rifle in drill formation and then, horror of horrors, the blasphemy started.
First, Oscar Street, a retired school principal gave a prayer and had the gall to honor Jesus, gave Him thanks for all good things. If Whoopi, or Letterman, or Olberman, grasshoppers all, had been there, they would have screamed out loud, “How dare you use that name without mentioning Buddha and Osama.”
Next came the crème de’ la’ crème when a large basket of tickets was tumbled and one drawn out. The name on the ticket was announced and the winner got a fine hunting rifle as a prize. If the liberals had not croaked beforehand, they certainly would have at this arrogant display of approval of the Second Amendment to the Constitution. I would like to see them try this in a California school. There would have been mass panic! The liberal talking heads would have been on fire! Someone would have had to be hanged to get the grasshoppers to shut up!
After the meet was over, I looked up at Oscar and told him that I had a good mind to sue him and the whole bunch on behalf of grasshoppers nationwide. “How dare you offend all the liberals with such a crass and overwhelming display of everything that has made us the greatest nation that ever existed?” I said.
Knowing I was being facetious, he laughed out loud while hugging my wife, and with a look of complete confidence said, “Go ahead, Brother. Make my day!”
If to no one else, to thine own self be true. Are you a grasshopper or an ant?
First, Oscar Street, a retired school principal gave a prayer and had the gall to honor Jesus, gave Him thanks for all good things. If Whoopi, or Letterman, or Olberman, grasshoppers all, had been there, they would have screamed out loud, “How dare you use that name without mentioning Buddha and Osama.”
Next came the crème de’ la’ crème when a large basket of tickets was tumbled and one drawn out. The name on the ticket was announced and the winner got a fine hunting rifle as a prize. If the liberals had not croaked beforehand, they certainly would have at this arrogant display of approval of the Second Amendment to the Constitution. I would like to see them try this in a California school. There would have been mass panic! The liberal talking heads would have been on fire! Someone would have had to be hanged to get the grasshoppers to shut up!
After the meet was over, I looked up at Oscar and told him that I had a good mind to sue him and the whole bunch on behalf of grasshoppers nationwide. “How dare you offend all the liberals with such a crass and overwhelming display of everything that has made us the greatest nation that ever existed?” I said.
Knowing I was being facetious, he laughed out loud while hugging my wife, and with a look of complete confidence said, “Go ahead, Brother. Make my day!”
If to no one else, to thine own self be true. Are you a grasshopper or an ant?
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