Real American Politics
Posted: Thu May 26, 2016 12:36 am
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Yeah, it kind of sets up like a National Lampoon skit but then fails to deliver an expected denouement.Joe Guy wrote:I saw that for the first time on TV last night. I thought it was a bad comedy bit until the cowboy said he was NRA... then I thought it was funny.
I wonder if we would "willingly" accept that today. Too many ME ME ME attitudes.and WILLINGLY accepting rationing of meat, sugar, gasoline, butter, and other commodities and consumer goods.
Joe Guy wrote:I saw that for the first time on TV last night. I thought it was a bad comedy bit until the cowboy said he was NRA... then I thought it was funny.
Jack's brother, I presume?rubato wrote:...That 'cowboy' is Charlie Daniels...
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rubato
If that's Charlie Daniels, he's a long way from his "Uneasy Rider" and "Funky Junky" days.rubato wrote:That 'cowboy' is Charlie Daniels. The only thing he has ever convinced me of is that I miss Vasser Clements.
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rubato
It is, and he is indeed.Bicycle Bill wrote:If that's Charlie Daniels, he's a long way from his "Uneasy Rider" and "Funky Junky" days.rubato wrote:That 'cowboy' is Charlie Daniels. The only thing he has ever convinced me of is that I miss Vasser Clements.
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rubato
-"BB"-
"I was takin a trip out to L.A.
Toolin along in my cheverolet
Tokin on a number and diggin on the radio
Just as I crossed the Mississippi line
I heard that highway start to whine
And I knew that left rear tire was about to blow
Well the spare was flat and I got uptight
Cause there wasn't a filling station in sight
So I just limped on down the shoulder on the rim
I went as far as I could and when I stopped the car
It was right in front of this little bar
Kind of a red-neck lookin joint called the Dew Drop Inn
I stuffed my hair up under my hat
And told the bartender that I had a flat
And would he be kind enough to give me change for a one
There was one thing I was sure proud to see
There wasn't a soul in the place except for him and me
He just looked disgusted and pointed toward the telephone
I called up the station down the road a ways
He said he wasn't very busy today
And he could have someone out there in just about 10 minutes or so
He said, "Now, you just stay right where yer at!"
And I didn't bother to tell the darn fool
That I sure as hell didn't have anyplace else to go
I just ordered up a beer and sat down at the bar
When some guy walked in and said, "Who owns this car
With the peace sign, the mag wheels and the four on the floor?"
He looked at me and I damn near died
And I decided that I'd just wait outside
So I laid a dollar on the bar and headed for the door
Just when I thought I'd get outta there with my skin
These 5 big dudes come strollin in
With one old drunk chick and some fella with green teeth
I was almost to the door when the biggest one
Said, "You tip your hat to this lady, son!"
And when I did, all that hair fell out from underneath
Now the last thing I wanted was to get into a fight
In Jackson Mississippi on a Saturday night
Especially when there was three of them and only one of me
They all started laughin and I felt kinda sick
And I knew I better think of something pretty quick
So I just reached out and kicked old green teeth right in the knee
Now he let out a yell that'd curl yer hair
But before he could move I grabbed me a chair
And said "Now watch him Folks cause he's a thoroughly dangerous man!"
"You may not know it but this man is a spy.
He's a undercover agent for the FBI
And he's been sent down here to infiltrate the Ku Klux Klan!"
He was still bent over holdin on to his knee
But everybody else was looking and listening to me
And I laid it on thicker and heavier as I went
I said, "Would you believe this man has gone as far
As tearing Wallace stickers off the bumpers of cars.
And he voted for George McGovern for President."
"Well, he's a friend of them long haired, hippy-type, pinko fags!
I betchya he's even got a commie flag
tacked up on the wall inside of his garage."
"He's a snake in the grass, I tell ya guys.
He may look dumb but that's just a disguise,
He's a mastermind in the ways of espionage"
They all started lookin real suspicious at him
And he jumped up and said "Now just wait a minute Jim!
You know he's lying I been living here all of my life!"
"I'm a faithful follower of Brother John Birch
And I belong to the Antioch Baptist Church.
And I ain't even got a garage, you can call home and ask my wife!"
Then he started saying somethin bout the way I was dressed
But I didn't wait around to hear the rest
I was too busy moving and hoping I didn't run outta luck
When I hit the ground I was making tracks
And they were just taking my car down off the jacks
So I threw the man a twenty and jumped in and fired that mother up
Mario Andretti wouldda sure been proud
Of the way I was movin when I passed that crowd
Coming out the door and headed toward me at a trot
And I guess I should of gone ahead and run
But somehow I just couldn't resist the fun
Of chasing them all just once around the parking lot
Well they headed for their car, but i hit the gas
And spun around and headed them off at the pass
I was slinging gravel and putting a ton of dust in the air
I had them all out there steppin and fetchin
Like their heads was on fire and their asses was catchin
then I figgered I had better go ahead and split before the cops got there
When I hit the road I was really wheelin
Had gravel flyin and rubber squeelin
And I didn't slow down till I was almost to Arkansas
I think I'm gonna reroute my trip
I wonder if anybody'd think I'd flipped
If I went to L.A., via Omaha..."
That's actually Hank Jr. wrote and performed that song — but I'm glad you brought it up.Lord Jim wrote:We say Grace, and we say Maam....
And that seems to be the NRA answer to everything."But he was killed by a man with a switchblade knife.
For forty-three dollars, my friend lost his life.
I'd love to spit some Beech-nut in that dude's eyes
And shoot him with my ol' forty-five..."
Careful there, oldr. Many of the recent mass shootings have been committed with legally owned guns. I think maybe you meant to comment on the way the Executing Council of the NRA has been involved in (a) shooting down people en masse and (b) issuing instructions to those of their members with secret decoder rings to do likewise.oldr_n_wsr wrote:Yeah, I keep seeing/hearing/reading about all those legal gun owners shooting up people all over the place.
Hey, why not just google that shit before you post? Oh ferchrissake, here, let me do it for you:oldr_n_wsr wrote:Yeah, I keep seeing/hearing/reading about all those legal gun owners shooting up people all over the place.
Source.Dec 5 2015, 12:02 pm ET
More Than 80 Percent of Guns Used in Mass Shootings Obtained Legally
by Elizabeth Chuck
The weapons used in this week's massacre in San Bernardino, California, were purchased legally, raising questions about how preventable gun violence is under current U.S. firearm laws.
Eighty-two percent of weapons involved in mass shootings over the last three decades have been bought legally, according to a database compiled by Mother Jones magazine that defines a mass shooting as taking the lives of at least four people in a public place. Using that criteria, Mother Jones found 73 mass shootings since 1982.
Well, it certainly beats being on the opposite end of that exchange....Bring a gun to a fist-fight