I've seen them land in oak trees a long way from water then fly down and eat acorns. While sitting in a deer stand I've watched them climb out of the creek and walk way up into the hardwood chasing acorns that squirrels were knocking down like they were a bunch of chickens.
The Elites don't fear the tall nails, government possesses both the will and the means to crush those folks. What the Elites do fear (or should fear) are the quiet men and women, with low profiles, hard hearts, long memories, and detailed target folders for action as they choose.
"I here repeat, & would willingly proclaim, my unmitigated hatred to Yankee rule—to all political, social and business connections with Yankees, & to the perfidious, malignant, & vile Yankee race."
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