Tripp and the grandboy Casen are headed out to their field in Missouri Thursday after we eat. The birds are there hope they get on them good. Tripp probably cusses me under his breath for giving him duck fever as he was growing up. Good thing he and the daughter-in-law have good jobs cause that boy will spend some dollars on duck chasing. This year he ordered 8 more dozen G&H dekes. I asked him what was wrong with the 10 dozen he already had, he said they were starting to loose their luster. Good lord! Back when I was young I did good to have 2 dozen and I used a lot of Parker paints when mine got dull. I couldn't afford new dekes. I'll probably roll out there with him later this year.
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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