I've been duck hunting since I was 12 years old, 48 years. All my life we stayed in the blind and waited for what the old timers that I knew called the "10 o'clock flight". It usually happens somewhere between 9 and 11. If conditions were right it was "almost" a sure thing. Although nothing is ever a sure thing in hunting.
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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