Rally in Honor of the Army’s 233rd Birthday
April 22, 2008
For those of you that are service challenged, that’s 14 June, 2008. In recognition of this momentous occasion we are taking the fight to the streets of West Chester, PA. One of the more virulent anti-American groups has set up shop on the steps of the Courthouse there. The birthplace of two-time Medal of Honor recipient, Smedley Butler USMC, has witnessed vile, spiteful attacks by peace protestors. In fact, one of the Vets for Peace (formerly the Vietnam Vets Against the War) assaulted a female because she had the temerity to film his anti-American antics for posterity’s sake. This, from a group that never fails to film everything, which they doctor to promote their own hateful bile. Some of you may remember that the leader of this peace movement made the most despicable comments, in both private and public venues, about veterans in general and us in particular. In case you have forgotten here’s a sampling of her words:
I saw old (my age) men who are still living the wet dreams of youth, decked out in gray beards on those wrinkled faces and leather and metal and waving Old Glory like swords, not like flags. Men who should know better, who should be at better places in their lives, men who should be making positive contributions to our young folks’ futures - but still searching to fulfill dreams that appear to be all they have left. Tragically, those old men’s wet dreams are now fulfilled only by sending off younger men to die. I am sad for them because they seem to have nothing better in their lives than feeding a hungry and hateful war machine, singing praises to tragedy and destruction, and feeding their young to the very jaws of hell.
Those grey-bearded men in their leather jackets and metal studs, with their phallic motorcycles with hideous roaring engines continue to send off young men to die like that, or to return, broken shells of themselves, with the rationalization that they have already “served their time, served their country,” so it’s OK to sacrifice their young to keep alive their never-ending wet dreams. It’s OK, they say, to send off their young to “die for their country” for they seem to have no idea (or simply can’t face the fact) that they are only pawns in a hideous game played by powerful entities that see them only as red meat, cannon fodder, targets, sinew and bones, body bags, graves, memories, economic factors of war production. But, of course, they’re all “for the troops,” and we aren’t, don’t you know?
But, as sad and pitiful as those men are, the death-cheering women are always the most disturbing, the scariest, their hardened and wrinkled faces showing hatred that mothers and daughters just shouldn’t show. I grew up with women like that, often wrinkled and wizzened by tobacco and alcohol and sun and poverty and despair in Appalachian coal country. They were my aunts and neighbors and cousins. Someone said to me, “Why do those women look so much more hateful even than the men? So much more disturbing than the men? So ugly with their hate?” It’s like they purposely put on makeup that makes them hateful and ugly instead of what I think (stereotyping, I know) most women want to be - soft and loving and kind. I answered, “Have you ever seen films of KKK women? Same impression - they appear to be so much more hideous because women just aren’t supposed to be that way.” They’re downright scary. Women are supposed to be motherly and loving and peaceful and all things nurturing and kind - not tools who gladly send off their young sons to die horrible deaths based on lies and deception. If women agree to this horror, what hope is there for the world? They feed their children, willingly, to an insatiable beast called war, to an insatiable beast that rapes them as they smile and takes everything they have, that robs them of their beauty and will send them to their graves in mass ignorance. On one level, I feel so very sorry for them. On another level, they are frightening as harbingers of the very worst mankind has to offer.
We will assemble at 1015hrs on the corner of High & Market Sts, West Chester, PA. On this date, the birthday of the world’s finest fighting force, we will assemble under Old Glory and remind them that without men and women such as us they would have no right to free speech. Of course, they use that right to disparage us, but so be it. Our friends at American Sheepdogs have been holding down this spot for almost a year now. Although almost always numerically out-numbered they persevere with patriotism and the strength of honor. It’s time to, once again, show the anti-American forces that we will not be silenced and we are not going away. Anywhere these anti-American forces gather we will counter them. Afterwards, we will hold court, directly across the street, at a local hall, where adult beverages and food will be provided. Leave the kids at home for this one folks, and remember, like they told me at Ft. Benning, GA all those years ago, “If you find yourself in a fair fight, you didn’t prepare well enough.” Looking forward to standing tall, and looking good, with all of you again. Let’s Roll. Manchu.
Chris Hill
National Director
Gathering of Eagles
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Chris,
I was told about this event by Skye and Rich Davis recently. I’m making plans to be there, and I’ll even bring an American Flag with me that flew over Iraq while I was there!
Looking forward to seeing you again Chris, and thanks for supporting my brothers and sisters in Iraq, AND THEIR MISSION!
This is going to sound kind of strange to some of you. Read the leftie’s words carefully. She is educated and polished in her writing. She in some respects is also right! Before you start calling me an ass*ole for saying that, consider this; we are in a public relations battle for the hearts and minds of the American public. I understand public relation work, “Perception is 90% of reality.” Think about why we are out there? It is about getting public opinion on our side. You folks who ride mcs have to wear your leathers of course.
Some smart general once said “Know your enemy.” Because by knowing your enemy you will know how to fight them. Look at what this woman is throwing at us and take away her weapons. Here is what I mean; how we present our selves to the media and the public is very important. We need to come across as “the average patriotic America citizen” and not enraged luntics. Joe Average out there already support us. We know that by the response we get from the cars passing by, but would he stop his car with his family and join us the way some of us look. We need a look that doesn’t say BEWARE OF US. We need a look that says JOIN US, this is the right way for America.
I know that some of you old scruffy looking bikers out there are thinking that I’m full of shit, but ask yourselves why are you out there? Is it to make yourselves feel good or for the good of the country? If you can part with the leathers, for a little while, leathers I know you are proud of, think about whats best for the cause. No one is going to think less of you if your in a suit and tie, well maybe not suit and tie, but you know what I mean. When you are have to hell and back, you already know what you are made of. Now let find a way to get those cars to stop honking and stand with us. Give it some thought.
Any of you old scruffy bikers that want to tell me I’m full of shit, here is my email; ron8000v@gmail.com I’ll be glad to hear from you brother. We need to get smart and get organized.