@HillaryClinton
Ma’am, I was the Air Force Lt. Colonel who carried the nuclear football for your husband inside that “people’s house” you’re suddenly so precious about. I saw it all up close for two years.
While Bill was getting blow jobs in the Oval Office from an intern and groping female Air Force enlisted crew on Air Force One, you and your staff treated the military with open disdain, like we were the help, not the men and women sworn to protect this nation. The disrespect for anything non-Clinton was palpable.
You lecture about “respect for the institution” while your husband lost the nuclear codes and shrugged it off.
And when you finally slinked out in 2001? You and your crew trashed the place—vandalism, theft, glue in drawers, obscene messages, stolen property, and filth left behind for the next administration. The GAO confirmed it. Classy exit from the “people’s house.”
The White House belongs to the American people, not your grifting dynasty. They just elected a fighter who actually respects the military and the office. Keep ripping off poor kids in Haiti, selling your merch and clutching pearls.
Sit down, bitch. The adults are back in charge.
My angel mother who gave me birth, gets one day to recognize her a year.
The heroes who died for our country get one day to recognize them.
The birth of Jesus gets one day a year to celebrate.
And you actually believe I’m gonna give an entire month for you because you’re gay?
NO !!!
Who else feels this way I’m sick of this shit?
Her name was Margaret Swan.
She was 66 years old.
She was a great-grandmother, sitting alone in train car 134 in Atlanta, headed home.
A homeless Black man, John Matthews, walked up beside her, grabbed her by the head, pulled a knife from his front pocket and cut her throat.
She screamed and tried to escape.
He held her down, st*bbing her 18 more times.
He threw her to the floor and stood over her as the train pulled into Oakland City Station.
No one came to help her as she was screaming for help.
No one even tried.
Margaret was found in a pool of her own blood when the arrived, with people filming her.
WE DO NOT HAVE TO LIVE LIKE THIS.
Meet Jena Salem, a physician in DeKalb County GA.
A man with over 40 PREVIOUS CHARGES cut her electricity, jumped on her bed, strangled her, slit her throat, st*bbed her in the chest, and then se*ually assaulted her.
She SURVIVED, fighting him off until the KNIFE BROKE inside her body.
When asked how she survived Jena said:
"Even in what you think are insurmountable odds, even if you think you're already de*d, you still fight, because you will never get that chance ever again."
WE. DO. NOT. HAVE. TO. LIVE. LIKE. THIS!!!!!!!!!
This video is PEAK comedy gold. I felt this in my SOUL. 😂
“Can’t stand these fckn bicyclists” — my brother, you just narrated my morning commute.
He nails it: Grown-ass men in skin-tight neon spandex outfits looking like a pack of radioactive Power Rangers, riding three-wide like it’s the Peloton Championships on a residential road. No one’s handing out medals at the cul-de-sac, Kyle. You’re not transporting a heart for surgery. You’re just expensive, slow-moving road geese with $10k carbon fiber attitudes.
One? Fine. Eight? That’s a tactical formation. That’s how civilizations fall.
I’m honking, I’m crying, I’m in agreement. Save us from the Lycra Legion. He nails every reason I can’t stand the bicycle militia.
Barbara Walters writes:
Unfortunately, many have forgotten and still countless others have never known how Ms. Fonda betrayed not only the idea of our country, but specific men who served and sacrificed during the Vietnam War.
The first part of this is from an F-4E pilot. The pilot's name is Jerry Driscoll, a River Rat. In 1968, the former Commandant of the USAF Survival School was a POW in Ho LoPrison, the "Hanoi Hilton."
Dragged from a stinking cesspit of a cell, cleaned, fed, and dressed in clean PJ's, he was ordered to describe for a visiting American "peace activist" the "lenient and humane treatment" he'd received.
He spat at Ms. Fonda, was clubbed, and was dragged away. During the subsequent beating, he fell forward onto the camp commandant 's feet, which sent that officer berserk.
In 1978, the Air Force Colonel still suffered from double vision (which permanently ended his flying career) from the Commandant's frenzied application of a wooden baton.
From 1963-65, Col. Larry Carrigan was in the 47FW/DO (F-4E's). He spent 6 years in the "Hanoi Hilton". . . The first three of which his family only knew he was "missing in action." His wife lived on faith that he was still alive. His group, too, got the cleaned-up, fed and clothed routine in preparation for a "peace delegation" visit.
They, however, had time and devised a plan to get word to the world that they were alive and still survived. Each man secreted a tiny piece of paper, with his Social Security Number on it, in the palm of his hand. When paraded before Ms. Fonda and a cameraman, she walked the line, shaking each man's hand and asking little encouraging snippets like: "Aren't you sorry you bombed babies?" and "Are you grateful for the humane treatment from your benevolent captors?" Believing this HAD to be an act, they each palmed her their sliver of paper.
She took them all without missing a beat. . . At the end of the line and once the camera stopped rolling, to the shocked disbelief of the POWs, she turned to the officer in charge and handed him all the little pieces of paper...
Three men died from the subsequent beatings. Colonel Carrigan was almost number four but he survived, which is the only reason we know of her actions that day.
I was a civilian economic development adviser in Vietnam, and was captured by the North Vietnamese communists in South Vietnam in 1968, and held prisoner for over 5 years.
I spent 27 months in solitary confinement; one year in a cage in Cambodia; and one year in a 'black box' in Hanoi. My North Vietnamese captors deliberately poisoned and murdered a female missionary, a nurse in a leprosarium in Banme Thuot, South Vietnam, whom I buried in the jungle near the Cambodian border. At one time, I weighed only about 90 lbs. (My normal weight is 170 lbs.)
We were Jane Fonda's "war criminals."
When Jane Fonda was in Hanoi, I was asked by the camp communist political officer if I would be willing to meet with her. I said yes, for I wanted to tell her about the real treatment we POWs received. . . and how different it was from the treatment purported by the North Vietnamese, and parroted by her as "humane and lenient."
Because of this, I spent three days on a rocky floor on my knees, with my arms outstretched with a large steel weight placed on my hands, and beaten with a bamboo cane.
I had the opportunity to meet with Jane Fonda soon after I was released. I asked her if she would be willing to debate me on TV. She never did answer me.
These first-hand experiences do not exemplify someone who should be honored as part of "100 Years of Great Women." Lest we forget. . . "100 Years of Great Women" should never include a traitor whose hands are covered with the blood of so many patriots.
There are few things I have strong visceral reactions to, but Hanoi Jane's participation in blatant treason, is one of them. Please take the time to forward to as many people as you possibly can. It will eventually end up on her computer, and she needs to know that we will never forget. See less
🚨🇺🇸 Meanwhile in America
“Look at them crawling out of there - millions of Ticks”
The story is so insane - Farmers continue to report finding Boxes full of Ticks on their farmland, clearly left their on purpose.
Now the US has already seen a sharp increase in the number of Tick related diseases.