Today is KILLDOZER DAY.
Once more we are reminded that every man has his limists. On this date in 2004, Marvin John Heemeyer reached his and unleashed his vengeance upon those he viewed as his oppressors, destroying everything in his path but taking only a single life - his own
Too many people have been informed about this from the awful Netflix "documentary" that interviewed only his enemies and ignored the hundreds of hours of tapes Heemeyer left behind. Strongly suggest you watch The Lore Lodge for a better breakdown
“[Independence Day] ought to be solemnized with Pomp and Parade, with Shews, Games, Sports, Guns, Bells, Bonfires and Illuminations from one End of this Continent to the other from this Time forward forever more.”
—John Adams
Today, we remember a legend.
On this day in history, Harambe would have celebrated another birthday. An icon that became part of internet history, American culture, and an entire generation’s timeline.
Tomorrow marks 10 years since we lost him. Ten years since the moment the world stopped scrolling and collectively mourned something bigger than a meme.
He became a symbol of loyalty, strength, chaos, unity, and the strange beauty of the internet bringing millions of people together for one cause: never forgetting Harambe.
Everyone remembers where they were when they heard the news. And somehow, a decade later, his legacy still lives on.
Gone, but never forgotten.
Rest easy to a true patriot. 🕊️🇺🇸
May 27, 1999 — May 28, 2016
Forever in our hearts.
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.
Ok y'all. I have an opportunity to really open things up with the shop, but I need y'all help.
Our town does markers markets every 2nd Saturday and I really want to get involved with the June and July events. This means having inventory on hand, ready to display and sell POS rather than just online.
A goal of $500+ would have us in great condition to do so.
Even if you don't want a shirt, patch, or hat (yes, I'm going to do it. I'll add them shortly) if you could boost the signal and my reach that would be amazing.
Thank you, for all your support.
-History
We've had hundreds of Ukrainian immigrants settle in our small town in the last year, and dealing with them reminded me that I'm not actually racist and that I hate everyone equally.
Some 20 year old in a rusted out honda civic blasting some god awful electronic music knocked on my door and in broken English tried to get me to donate to his personal tuition fund.
I'm looking into this guy's eyes and I see the lights are on but nobody's home, and I'm feeling like Hitler did after he ventured too far East of the Rhine and after witnessing the squalor, asked his generals if he was even still in Europe.
I don't honestly care if you're white.
I am down right sick and tired of hearing foreign languages spoken in my grocery store by people who don't understand how the concept of personal space works or sharing a highway with people not used to driving in a first world country.
If you don't speak my language, understand and respect the cultural nuance of my nation let alone the region you've been drop shipped to, then you are going back with the rest of them.
That fucker is never gonna be believed by the other deer.
"Dude threw me on the ground and blew into my mouth until I was strong enough to run..."
"Hey everybody! Dave's telling that 'human abduction' bullshit story again."
"Fuck you guys."
I’m noticing a lot of foreigners who seem to not understand why we’d risk hundreds of lives, spend millions of dollars, and sacrifice several aircraft to rescue one guy. And the reason they don’t understand is also the reason people can’t be made American by a piece of paper.