Why I went to DC on September 11, 2013

 I wrote this on August 22, 2013…. and I was there.
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This is me. I am an American. I am a Christian.. not a perfect one, but a real one. I smoke cigarettes because I want to. I don’t wear a helmet because I don’t have to. I ride a Harley because I like to. I say curse words because I like to…. I inhale. You don’t have to agree with any of these things about me…. the point of this ride is, we all agree Obama is turning our country into a big ginormous dump and trying to flush it down an Islamic toilet. He’s running around like a moronic monkey appearing on talk shows and taking giant vacations and blowing money like a drunk sailor. He is letting old ladies be ostracized and their jobs taken away for a word she said 30 years ago. He is allowing a rodeo clown to be fired and treated horribly for making a joke about him. Who died and made him King Barry? It’s time we tell the emperor we see right through his clothes. His kids go on more private resort vacations than all the Disney stars combined. He was hanging out in a seven million dollar home in Martha’s Vineyard last week while his kids were at summer camp. how much secret service did that entail? He’s stated plainly that he will stand for the Muslims and a New World Order. This is not what America is and whether you are a coarse rude biker like me, a lawyer in LA, a housewife in Iowa, or a witch in Wichita, you shouldn’t have to take this kind of treatment. This is not a monarchy. We, as bikers, have a responsibility to our country… we need to show everyone its okay to stand up and say, “Hey! We don’t like what you are doing with our government.” Those people work for us. If they are not doing a good job, then its the responsibility of the American people to fire them and find someone who CAN do the job. This needs to be a first step that is the United States throwing off the shackles of socialism that is mashing the breath from her and saying WE AREN’T TAKING THIS ANYMORE. Let them say we are haters. A Muslim March on Washington D.C. on the anniversary of those deaths on American soil is the most vile, hate filled thing I ever heard. I don’t care what kind of pretty peaceful wrapper they want to wrap it in.. a turd sprayed with Chanel Number 5 is still a turd. This is grossly disrespectful to every single man, woman and child who died or lost a loved one that day… who was involved in the bombing in Boston, as well.. what the hell is peaceful about that? It’s the equivalent of a bunch of Nazis throwing an Auschwitz reunion. We need to stand strong and strand firm, but no longer stand silent. This is not a call to violence but it IS a call to arms. We need to arm ourselves with the fact that we are Americans… Get on your Electraglide, your Honda shadow, your Volkswagen trike. Get in your motorhome or your pick up truck. get on a greyhound bus or an airplane… just GET THERE and stand up and show them that WE still respect the lives lost that day. Think about seeing those bodies falling from the sky, think about the cold chills and the tears and the screaming that ensued from sea to shining sea. Do not let them cover up this black eye that Muslims gave our country.   There have been babies who needed food or clothes… the bikers are there. there are westboro attacks on soldier’s funerals… the bikers are there. there are Christmas days that children may wake up with nothing to believe in… bikers are there. Now our country is in a time of need.. when we need someone to stand up for our God, our guns, our glory, and our very way of life, who is gonna be the ones who are brave enough to take the first step against terrorism and tyranny? in my opinion there’s one and only one answer to this question. i cannot ride my bike that far right now… i am very sick… but by God I will be standing there with the rest of you… and i know if i get too sick and fall, i will be surrounded by the people who will pick me up and we will carry on. when it comes to the point that they are pissing on the memory of the most disgusting, catastrophic attack in this nation’s grand history and intentionally ripping to shreds everything that America stands for, I truly believe the people who will have the balls to stand up for all of America are wearing leather, not chain mail, and riding two wheels, not horses, into this particular crusade. This, my brothers and sisters, is our St. Crispin’s Day.
“From this day to the ending of the world,   But we in it shall be remembered-   We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;   For he to-day that sheds his blood with me   Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile,   This day shall gentle his condition;   And gentlemen in England now-a-bed   Shall think themselves accurs’d they were not here,   And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks   That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day.” ~ William Shakespeare
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One Response to “Why I went to DC on September 11, 2013”

  1. I came over from Rebel’s site, I agree with your statements 100 %.
    Keep up the good work, good luck with your blog.

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