Many hairy moons ago a young Airman was walking through Denver’s old Stapleton Airport looking for a ride to Lowrey AFB to continue his military training. As was required at the time the young Airman was wearing his dress blues while on travel orders. While the Airman was watching the parade of humanity sweep past him, a long haired freak yelled “Hey babykiller!” and spat on him.
This was 1976, Vietnam was long lost thanks to actions like that by the freak and his Useful Idiot pals but the morons kept up their battle cry. The Airman wasn’t ashamed or embarrassed, in fact he was doing a mental inventory of his duffel bag trying to remember if there was something in there he could bludgeon that asshole to death with. The Airman was known as a ‘ping’ meaning someone so new to the service that you could still hear his hair growing back (with the sound of a ping!) and didn’t realize that pounding some raving asshole into a greasy substance that resembles chunky style raspberry jelly, no matter how desperately he needed it, was frowned upon.
Fortunately I didn’t pack anything lethal. I was just out of basic training and feeling my oats when some retard came along and spat on me because I didn’t fit into his “compassionate” liberal view of the universe. Don’t get me wrong, I would have beaten the liberal crap out of him then and there, regardless of the fact that it would have been an all day affair to beat that much crap out of someone, but by the time I had decided to bloody my knuckles with his internal organs he was gone, lost in the crowd. Later I realized that I would have been court martialed, my guess is for cruelty to animals, but that’s how liberals think in a nutshell. They don’t study what’s going on, they just react. I know being 19 and just learning how to shave, in my dress blue USAF uniform with my one stripe and my one ribbon (The Battle of Lackland Award) I realize how easy it would be to confuse me with a battle hardened Marine war hero of 30 years.
Don’t even think I’m ever going to pity a liberal. I don’t pity trees for being tall, I don’t pity water for being wet, I don’t pity liberals for being unfeeling, thoughtless, and selfish. Gays I pity because sometimes it seems like the only one on their side is liberals, and as we all know liberals have a long track record of throwing allies under the bus when their usefulness is done. Luckily 8 years of my career were under the command of President Ronald Reagan, who insured that America was constantly reminded that liberalism is the most cowardly lifestyle choice a person can make. 4 years were under Slick Willy, who somehow let the nutbags out of the can.
Flash forward to August 2007. Flying home from a business meeting, and United and Northwest airlines are conspiring to insure my kennel is going to be able to remodel on the late fees they’re going to charge me for watching my dogs while these formerly competent airlines are inventing new meaning for the word “late”. Somehow my nonstop from Denver to Buffalo ended up stopping in Chicago (overnight) Detroit, and Cleveland.
While in Detroit while waiting for the maintenance team to get the airplane operational again, my traveling companion and I ran into a young GI heading back to the sand box. We took him to lunch but he begged off saying he can’t take complimentary meals and stuff. I pointed to some freak wearing a peace sign and love beads and said “It’s not too long before They start spitting again. I been there, I done that, I don’t ever want to see it happen again, but it will. Eat your lunch Private and you can repay me with a few stories and we’ll call it even.”
Which he did.
However I was right, the spitting has started again, however this time it’s the British Government spitting on their own troops. If you let these morons elect Hillary or Edwards it’ll be our boys next.
