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I'm fed up with the "feeling's police" and the "swear-word police" that think they have a right to limit mine or anyone else's 1A or 2A expression.
Absolutely done.
We could be in this fight for another year or two, so, y'all better learn how to get used to it.
We been here since Day 1.
We're NOT backing down.
Those who truly care will stand in solidarity, while those trying to control the uncontrollable, i.e. "optics", will fail miserably, as they have so far.
Absolutely done.
We could be in this fight for another year or two, so, y'all better learn how to get used to it.
We been here since Day 1.
We're NOT backing down.
Those who truly care will stand in solidarity, while those trying to control the uncontrollable, i.e. "optics", will fail miserably, as they have so far.
🔥 CALL TO ACTION 🔥
🦁 PLEASE INVITE/ADD YOUR FRIENDS TO THIS PAGE! 🤝
🦁 PLEASE INVITE/ADD YOUR FRIENDS TO THIS PAGE! 🤝
Forwarded from RebuildNH (Carolyn McKinney)
Forwarded from Stew Peters ✝️🇺🇸
Communist NH Governor ORDERS COPS to arrest citizens that SILENTLY turned their back to him…AND THE COPS DID IT!
The MASS ARREST included a 70-year-old woman who was MANHANDLED by the Gestapo!
😠😠👇🏼👇🏼
https://www.redvoicemedia.com/2021/10/70-year-old-woman-manhandled-by-cops-for-free-speech-in-america/
The MASS ARREST included a 70-year-old woman who was MANHANDLED by the Gestapo!
😠😠👇🏼👇🏼
https://www.redvoicemedia.com/2021/10/70-year-old-woman-manhandled-by-cops-for-free-speech-in-america/
Red Voice Media
70-Year-Old Woman MANHANDLED by Cops For Free Speech in America
The Stew Peters Show
Forwarded from GraniteGrok
Sununu’s POLICE STATE: Recitation of the Pledge of Allegiance “Will Not Be Tolerated!”
https://granitegrok.com/mg_windham/2021/10/sununus-police-state-recitation-of-the-pledge-of-allegiance-will-not-be-tolerated
https://granitegrok.com/mg_windham/2021/10/sununus-police-state-recitation-of-the-pledge-of-allegiance-will-not-be-tolerated
Granite Grok
Sununu's POLICE STATE: Recitation of the Pledge of Allegiance "Will Not Be Tolerated!" - Granite Grok
As I sat there watching Sununu's law enforcement abuse their power, I continued to think that this is what it must have felt like in Nazi Germany during the 1930s.
Forwarded from GraniteGrok
CAUGHT ON CAMERA! Did NH Gov. Sununu Coordinate and Trigger Unfounded “POLICE STATE” Arrests?
https://granitegrok.com/mg_windham/2021/10/caught-on-camera-did-nh-gov-sununu-coordinate-and-trigger-unfounded-police-state-arrests
https://granitegrok.com/mg_windham/2021/10/caught-on-camera-did-nh-gov-sununu-coordinate-and-trigger-unfounded-police-state-arrests
Granite Grok
CAUGHT ON CAMERA! Did NH Gov. Sununu Coordinate and Trigger Unfounded "POLICE STATE" Arrests? - Granite Grok
It appears that Governor Sununu pre-planned and colluded with others to arrest activists at the Executive Council meeting on 10/13/21. If so, it would be a disturbing chain of events that has led NH further away from our Constitutional Republic and closer…
Sununu is not God, neither is he royalty.
Forwarded from Foobarbizbaz
He is so insecure people have to be punished for not worshiping him
Forwarded from 👣👣👣👣👣👣👣👣👣
🤪 THE MADMAN 🤪
Have you not heard of that madman who lit a lantern in the bright morning hours, ran to the market place, and cried incessantly: "I seek God! I seek God!" -- As many of those who did not believe in God were standing around just then, he provoked much laughter. Has he got lost? asked one. Did he lose his way like a child? asked another. Or is he hiding? Is he afraid of us? Has he gone on a voyage? emigrated? -- Thus they yelled and laughed.
The madman jumped into their midst and pierced them with his eyes. "Whither is God?" he cried; "I will tell you. We have killed him -- you and I. All of us are his murderers. But how did we do this? How could we drink up the sea? Who gave us the sponge to wipe away the entire horizon? What were we doing when we unchained this earth from its sun? Whither is it moving now? Whither are we moving? Away from all suns? Are we not plunging continually? Backward, sideward, forward, in all directions? Is there still any up or down? Are we not straying, as through an infinite nothing? Do we not feel the breath of empty space? Has it not become colder? Is not night continually closing in on us? Do we not need to light lanterns in the morning? Do we hear nothing as yet of the noise of the gravediggers who are burying God? Do we smell nothing as yet of the divine decomposition? Gods, too, decompose. God is dead. God remains dead. And we have killed him.
"How shall we comfort ourselves, the murderers of all murderers? What was holiest and mightiest of all that the world has yet owned has bled to death under our knives: who will wipe this blood off us? What water is there for us to clean ourselves? What festivals of atonement, what sacred games shall we have to invent? Is not the greatness of this deed too great for us? Must we ourselves not become gods simply to appear worthy of it? There has never been a greater deed; and whoever is born after us -- for the sake of this deed he will belong to a higher history than all history hitherto."
Here the madman fell silent and looked again at his listeners; and they, too, were silent and stared at him in astonishment. At last he threw his lantern on the ground, and it broke into pieces and went out. "I have come too early," he said then; "my time is not yet. This tremendous event is still on its way, still wandering; it has not yet reached the ears of men. Lightning and thunder require time; the light of the stars requires time; deeds, though done, still require time to be seen and heard. This deed is still more distant from them than most distant stars -- and yet they have done it themselves.
It has been related further that on the same day the madman forced his way into several churches and there struck up his requiem aeternam deo. Led out and called to account, he is said always to have replied nothing but: "What after all are these churches now if they are not the tombs and sepulchers of God?"
[Source: Friedrich Nietzsche, The Gay Science (1882, 1887) para. 125; Walter Kaufmann ed. (New York: Vintage, 1974), pp.181-82.]
Have you not heard of that madman who lit a lantern in the bright morning hours, ran to the market place, and cried incessantly: "I seek God! I seek God!" -- As many of those who did not believe in God were standing around just then, he provoked much laughter. Has he got lost? asked one. Did he lose his way like a child? asked another. Or is he hiding? Is he afraid of us? Has he gone on a voyage? emigrated? -- Thus they yelled and laughed.
The madman jumped into their midst and pierced them with his eyes. "Whither is God?" he cried; "I will tell you. We have killed him -- you and I. All of us are his murderers. But how did we do this? How could we drink up the sea? Who gave us the sponge to wipe away the entire horizon? What were we doing when we unchained this earth from its sun? Whither is it moving now? Whither are we moving? Away from all suns? Are we not plunging continually? Backward, sideward, forward, in all directions? Is there still any up or down? Are we not straying, as through an infinite nothing? Do we not feel the breath of empty space? Has it not become colder? Is not night continually closing in on us? Do we not need to light lanterns in the morning? Do we hear nothing as yet of the noise of the gravediggers who are burying God? Do we smell nothing as yet of the divine decomposition? Gods, too, decompose. God is dead. God remains dead. And we have killed him.
"How shall we comfort ourselves, the murderers of all murderers? What was holiest and mightiest of all that the world has yet owned has bled to death under our knives: who will wipe this blood off us? What water is there for us to clean ourselves? What festivals of atonement, what sacred games shall we have to invent? Is not the greatness of this deed too great for us? Must we ourselves not become gods simply to appear worthy of it? There has never been a greater deed; and whoever is born after us -- for the sake of this deed he will belong to a higher history than all history hitherto."
Here the madman fell silent and looked again at his listeners; and they, too, were silent and stared at him in astonishment. At last he threw his lantern on the ground, and it broke into pieces and went out. "I have come too early," he said then; "my time is not yet. This tremendous event is still on its way, still wandering; it has not yet reached the ears of men. Lightning and thunder require time; the light of the stars requires time; deeds, though done, still require time to be seen and heard. This deed is still more distant from them than most distant stars -- and yet they have done it themselves.
It has been related further that on the same day the madman forced his way into several churches and there struck up his requiem aeternam deo. Led out and called to account, he is said always to have replied nothing but: "What after all are these churches now if they are not the tombs and sepulchers of God?"
[Source: Friedrich Nietzsche, The Gay Science (1882, 1887) para. 125; Walter Kaufmann ed. (New York: Vintage, 1974), pp.181-82.]
Forwarded from Deleted Account
Never seek to break bread with those who seek to break your neck…