With all the tyrannical mandates by government officials, and the unwillingness by people to put up with their shenanigans, it would be easier for a few hundred "concerned" citizens to grab a few of these two-bit dictators, hog-tie them, dip them in roofing tar, and cover them with a dusting of feathers. After that, they can tie them to a rail and deposit them into the nearest ditch full of muck. With what will probably be the lack of effort by police to stop the event, I have a feeling a message would be sent.
In Case You've Wondered
My blog is where my wandering thoughts are interspersed with stuff I made up. So, if while reading you find yourself confused about the context, don't feel alone. I get confused, too.
If you're here for the stories, I started another blog: scratchingforchange.blogspot.com
One other thing: sometimes I write words you refuse to use in front of children, or polite company, unless you have a flat tire, or hit your thumb with a hammer.
I don't use them to offend; I use them to embellish.
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