Political Musings-At the Sunset of My Life
I have never heard this said as simply or as well. Class warfare at its best.
The folks who are getting the free stuff don’t like the folks who are paying for the free stuff, because the folks who are paying for the free stuff can no longer afford to pay for both the free stuff and their own stuff.
And, the folks who are paying for the free stuff want the free stuff to stop.
And the folks who are getting the free stuff want even more free stuff on top of the free stuff they are already getting!
Now… the people who are forcing the people who pay for the free stuff have told the people who are RECEIVING the free stuff that the people who are PAYING for the free stuff are being mean, prejudiced, and racist.
So… the people who are GETTING the free stuff have…
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Now we’re back to two bullets per citizen, depending on whether they are for the takers or the taken from ones. Comment considering the two preceding blog posts.
Then class warfare at its best…try this…
Really enjoyed it! They have an agenda, facts be damned, and they are going to script the story to try to manipulate the masses.
On a side note, my Great Grandmother is on Dawes Roll. Even so, I have no doubt the media would call me white! LOL! I’m ok with that. I do love to throw that little fact out when someone says “Go back to Europe.”
Agenda…division. What if we did all come together. Red, yellow, black and white, like in vacation bible school song. “They” cannot allow, each of the ‘not allow one’s’ such unity to occur in his or her on faction. Nor can we…only marshmellows fuse…but hotdogs, hamburgers, ribs, sausage, and chicken hovered on the grill can cook to the right degree (right).
On a side note here as well. If still here father would be 104, mother 99, there was a time when history was passed down, not history book style, written always by the winners. But by word of mouth. Folks in their lifetime and their folks lifetime passed it down. So years ago Mom told me her grannie was Pennsylvania dutch, we were related to Chief Pontiac, and to Henry Hudson. That was the story from Momma. Ain’t gonna deny it now. So maybe a little hanky panky went on. No Dawes Roll evidence offered here. 🙂 Can’t prove a thing.
“They” may tell you to go back to Siberia.