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>Simply stunned so few voices from ‘inside’ speaking out, if only for one’s own survival.
>Threats against them, their families, their reputation, their livelihood.
Yet among hundreds of thousands…
No Mavericks?
No Wrenches?
No Jokers?
No Daredevils?
Not even a few courageous braves even with a loving family at home, in the face off all that will ‘kill them anyway’?
Strange, that the ‘father’ or whom ever the child was trying to hold onto, and yet that man ‘helped’ them ultimately take her… and was swiftly attacked by the LEO anyway.
Might be a lesson for any remaining potential Heroes out there, holding back on account of the threats leveled at ‘you’ should ‘you’ not cooperate. [They] will take your child and beat you up, anyway.
Wait, what?
At some point, all around the world… there will be thousands upon thousands of various uniforms left piled and smoldering on the side of the road. Not far down the lane, a near naked man or woman will be seen hitching a ride. At that point, it will likely be safe for you to pick up such a hitchhiker… they will probably have incredible stories to tell.
Very odd sort of person who wants a job ‘protecting’ people, by harming them. I’m thinking protecting people isn’t what a lot of them really want to do.
Ya ya… i know it’s an old cliche and sounds all anti-LEO. But i’m not actually anti-LEO… ya just have to admit this all doesn’t look like ‘serving and protecting the public’.
Just Say’n.
But but..
What will we ever be able to do about’m?
They’re so big, and so strong, and so ruthless.
How will we ever escape their clutches?
snark
Back in the early 90’s, when Bill had only been POTUS a few weeks or months, anon was traveling cross country and stopped at a fancy Hotel to treat myself to a nice lunch. Was young then, clean cut, and very (too) friendly with strangers. An overly dressed southern ‘gentleman’ with pencil mustache struck up a conversation wherein I told him i was a ‘Road’s Scholar’…
He lit up like a giggly little girl looking at Christmas lights for the first time, and went on all about Bill being one too, and that the Clinton years ahead would be simply glorious, and that i had a wonderful future ahead of me… might i like to visit his estate, this afternoon.
Seeing where i had made my mistake, I offered to re-pronounce ROAD and gestured to my ride and the road i was needing to get back to, immediately.
Seen few faggy gay fags so pissed in all my life. Picked up then and more in hindsight, he was much more pissed he had rambled (tipped his hand) about the Clintons and Rhodes… that that i had no interest in his sucky-fucky fantasy for the afternoon.
Moral of the story… [TheY] are some seriously crazy ‘things’… and not just gay gay.
>no
>they have to live in shame for a while, atone, then maybe
Probably safer advice for most people. Myself, i’m always ready to kick them right back out of my car, for the chance of getting their fresh story. But your observation is very good.
Totes