Eyes of the Eagle 1
September 25, 2007
Every Eagle who attended last Saturday’s rally has a story. Eyes of the Eagle will bring you those stories. Welcome to the first installment. In this first chapter, Gary from Michigan has a good laugh, and retired Marine W.C. offers his impression of the moonbats.
Saturday, I was with the group at 1st and Constitution. The police had put up metal barriers on our corner and yellow tape on the other corner of the street. This bozo from the other side came down the street from our right, in between the barriers and the tape, waving his sign and prancing along giving us the “Kerry Salute” (if you know what I mean.). The cops motioned for him to leave, so he went over to the taped side and attempted to jump over the tape. He ended up catching his heel on the tape and crashed down flat on his backside then flat on the ground. We had a good laugh at that. I noticed one of the cops with his hand over his mouth, trying not to laugh out load. I looked at him and said, “You know you want to.” He nodded and kept his hand on his mouth. The bozo got up looking foolish, picked up his sign and walked off to our cheers and clapping.
Gary S
Michigan Gathering of Eagles
My oldest son and I attended GOE III. We had been there for frostbite during GOE I, and we knew had to attend this gathering because the moonbats obviously thought they would be unopposed. I had the unexpected honor of meeting the Gold Star families and getting my picture taken with Michelle Malkin, as well. The GOE rally was really motivating, especially the gathering of the Gold Star families on stage at the end. I thought that was a powerful statement, and I think GOE should look for ways to give the Gold Star families a public voice. During the march, it was clear that some of the protesters had been instructed to provoke us so that their omnipresent cameramen could get some propaganda pictures and videos. Almost all of the protesters used foul language in response to our challenges. Their camera crews were disconcerted to find that we were taking their pictures, too. In particular, it upset them to have our cameras flash in their eyes just as they were about to take a picture. Some of them got downright rude. I was struck by a raw egg thrown by a coward hiding somewhere in the middle of the crowd, but that did not dampen our enthusiasm for the struggle.
There were phony vets sprinkled in amongst the protesters. When confronted, the ones I say could not verify their service and wandered off mumbling. I found that the most effective tactic was to shake my head and to tell them how sorry I felt for them. This especially confused the younger ones. When we moved down to the Capitol for the “die-in” we found ourselves mixed in with the moonbats. We noticed that, except for the diehard professional protesters, most of the moonbats turned the event into a picnic. The “truthers” went off on their own to spout their idiocy, and many of the younger, unaffiliated marchers engaged us in conversation. The ones we spoke to really had no clue about ANSWER’s real agenda or about the facts behind the issues. They were there because they thought it was a good idea to be for peace. There were a number of youngsters who were totally surprised to find that there really was opposition to their march and that we were allowed to be there to express it during their march. Somehow they thought they were supposed to have the place all to themselves. It seemed pretty clear to us that they didn’t get the turnout they expected, and, just like the 60’s and 70’s demonstrations, many of the young guys were there just to be with the girls.
Great stories. I recall a huge cluster of very young kids, 15-18 I guess, massed in front of me during their march. I’m tearing into them up and down their ranks, when I see one kid with a big ol’ hickey on his neck. I say, “what is that?.. A hickey”? He says, “what.. I can’t have a hickey?” I think I said “not a war protest you can’t!… you don’t belong here”. He didn’t disagree.
I also felt those lowlife ANSWER organizers were wrong for letting those kids walk that gauntlet. They have no shame.
ND, if was out of format, obnoxious, inflammatory, argumentative, etc… I’d bet it was. The forun is for chop breakers