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Recent NorCal Blogs Posts
TheDonald was elected because one of his promises was to “Drain the Swamp.” Unfortunately, lack of leadership in Clowngress (are you listening, RINO Ryan?) has stymied many of his promises and the swamp is still active.
Dear GOP “moderates:” You’d better join the conservatives and start working with TheDonald or there will be a lot of you receiving the Eric Cantor treatment next year!
Hopefully, RINO Ryan will be one of the casualties.
Mostly off topic, but there is a point here. For all who wore the uniform, enjoy.
Excerpt—
“Boot camp is a very quick education in the ways of the world–of many worlds. For a weird collection of people, the average training platoon beats midnight in a New York City bus station.
In my platoon we had a Mexican kid named Rodriguez who couldn’t speak English, a black kid who said he was Bill Cosby’s nephew, three college students–one of them a physical chemistry major, one a tiny blond guy who couldn’t have been more than 11 years old–and a bunch of judicial draftees. (“I’m gonna give you a choice, son,” says the judge. “Four in the slammer or two in the Marines.” It’s supposed to be illegal. So are a lot of things.)
Many of these judicial draftees were burglars from Tennessee. Free enterprise seems to be broadly interpreted in those parts and usually begins after midnight.”
The rest here—
https://fredoneverything.org/the-marine-corps-1966-not-too-many-snowflakes/