How does an ant eat a five tier wedding cake? Easily. One bite at a time. How does society fall into corruption? Easily. One bite at a time. We accelpted Madeline Murray O Hare kicking (as if..) God out of the schools. We accepted the wanton murder of the unborn, with nary a whimper, except for a stlawart few that were seen as wierdoes…
How does an ant eat a five tier wedding cake? Easily. One bite at a time. How does society fall into corruption? Easily. One bite at a time. We accelpted Madeline Murray O Hare kicking (as if..) God out of the schools. We accepted the wanton murder of the unborn, with nary a whimper, except for a stlawart few that were seen as wierdoes. We acceptd sodomite "marriage" becaus,e well they're not forcing ME to do that,are they? We laid down and let the masks, dsepaation, lockdowns, shutdowns, , and now the pokes, run over us as if they were all great and wonderful things. I simply carried on as though notiing was happening, because from MY perspective, it was not. Got kicked out of two stores for refusing to slap amug nappie ccross my face. So what? Not the only music store in the state. Soemone else got my nickel. Friend and I wanted quick unch out, Panda had closed their indoor area, tied all the outside tables and chairs up in an heap. So we got our order, walked over, sat down on top of a stone wall for a divider pante,r and ate our grub, laughing and tlaing as if nothing was wrong. It wasn't. at least with us. We were the ONLY two doing anything like that. Had a dweeb approache me, got rightup in my mug, berating me for nohing on my face byt my whiskers. Told me "the law' says I HAVE to wer a mask. I said "that is not law, not nacted by the state legislature. Locla rules, not binding. He then got on me for 'putting others in danger". I said I am NOT contagious, else I would not be in public. He snidely 'suggested" with a leer so big I could see it rhough his upper nappie. I chuckled and "tnaked' him for his concern. I ws polite nd gracousl he ws nsty and mean. I KNOW who won. And no I will NOT take the poke... nor don the nappie. They can ound sand. I refuse. They do NOT own me. time they get pout into their rigihtful places (which, at this point in time, I am convinced is in a warminsh place where everyone wears a nice new uniform.. a finely talored orange Onesie, and they spend their days looking out between grey iron bars.. and NOT at the gorgous bay set about with high palm trees, sparkling blue water, shorebirds, but at one more tan cooured stuccoed concrete block wall.
Until this happens, their tyranny will continue and it will most certainly devolve into a world like the one depicted so well in this story. The only difference between this and what Aleksandr Solzhenitzen wrote about is that Orego is considerably warmer. Same tyranny.
How does an ant eat a five tier wedding cake? Easily. One bite at a time. How does society fall into corruption? Easily. One bite at a time. We accelpted Madeline Murray O Hare kicking (as if..) God out of the schools. We accepted the wanton murder of the unborn, with nary a whimper, except for a stlawart few that were seen as wierdoes. We acceptd sodomite "marriage" becaus,e well they're not forcing ME to do that,are they? We laid down and let the masks, dsepaation, lockdowns, shutdowns, , and now the pokes, run over us as if they were all great and wonderful things. I simply carried on as though notiing was happening, because from MY perspective, it was not. Got kicked out of two stores for refusing to slap amug nappie ccross my face. So what? Not the only music store in the state. Soemone else got my nickel. Friend and I wanted quick unch out, Panda had closed their indoor area, tied all the outside tables and chairs up in an heap. So we got our order, walked over, sat down on top of a stone wall for a divider pante,r and ate our grub, laughing and tlaing as if nothing was wrong. It wasn't. at least with us. We were the ONLY two doing anything like that. Had a dweeb approache me, got rightup in my mug, berating me for nohing on my face byt my whiskers. Told me "the law' says I HAVE to wer a mask. I said "that is not law, not nacted by the state legislature. Locla rules, not binding. He then got on me for 'putting others in danger". I said I am NOT contagious, else I would not be in public. He snidely 'suggested" with a leer so big I could see it rhough his upper nappie. I chuckled and "tnaked' him for his concern. I ws polite nd gracousl he ws nsty and mean. I KNOW who won. And no I will NOT take the poke... nor don the nappie. They can ound sand. I refuse. They do NOT own me. time they get pout into their rigihtful places (which, at this point in time, I am convinced is in a warminsh place where everyone wears a nice new uniform.. a finely talored orange Onesie, and they spend their days looking out between grey iron bars.. and NOT at the gorgous bay set about with high palm trees, sparkling blue water, shorebirds, but at one more tan cooured stuccoed concrete block wall.
Until this happens, their tyranny will continue and it will most certainly devolve into a world like the one depicted so well in this story. The only difference between this and what Aleksandr Solzhenitzen wrote about is that Orego is considerably warmer. Same tyranny.