Guy in front of me on the plane yesterday, probably 6'5", 280, meathead, covered in tats. Four-hour flight. Scrolling through the seatback TV, he finally picks Sandlot. Watches the entire thing, doesn't smile or look away once.
The credits roll, The End.
Bro presses "Play Again." Watches Sandlot again. The Jet steals home (for the second time) right as the seatbelt sign goes off at the arrival gate. No phone, no e-mail, no music. Just back-to-back Sandlots from ATL to Boise.
Unbelievable energy.
I will explain to you why the killing of Charlie Kirk pushes me to the right.
He had the exact same views as my Trump supporting parents who I love. He had the exact same views as half my extended family. Just regular Boomer conservatism.
And thousands of leftists celebrate him being shot in the neck and bleeding out in front of his three year old daughter.
If they want that for Charlie Kirk, they want that for my parents and my other loved ones.
And I won’t stand for it. Because I’m not a suicidal spiteful mutant with hatred for my own family, my own parents, my own civilisation.
I love the people who raised me and I’m loyal to them and I won’t ally myself with people who want to murder them just because they have old fashioned values that were completely common throughout 99% of modern history - a love of faith, family, church, nation.