Veterans

TAKE A KNEE

Photo borrowed from the official Ted Nugent Facebook page.

Reposted on the Ted Nugent official Facebook page. Originally written by Stanislaus Drew Copied and posted here for the sake of future reference to a well thought out piece written out of frustration during a time of National unrest. 



Take a little trip to Valley Forge in January. If you don’t know where that is, just Google it from the sidelines. Hold a musket ball in your fingers and imagine it piercing your flesh and breaking a bone or two. There won’t be a doctor or trainer to assist you until after the battle, so just wait your turn. Take your cleats and socks off to get a real experience. Then take a knee.

Then, take one at the beach in Normandy where man after American man stormed the beach, even as the one in front of him was shot to pieces… the very sea stained with American blood. The only blockers most had were the dead bodies in front of them, riddled with bullets from enemy fire.

Take a knee in the sweat soaked jungles of Vietnam. from Khe San to Saigon… Anywhere will do. REAL Americans died in all those jungles. There was no playbook that told them what was next, but they knew what flag they represented. When they came home, they were protested as well… and spit on for reasons only cowards know.

 Take another knee in the blood drenched sands of Fallujah in 110 degree heat… Wear your Kevlar helmet and battle dress… Your number won’t be printed on it unless your number is up! You’ll need to stay hydrated but there won’t be anyone to squirt Gatorade into your mouth. You’re on your own.

 There’s a lot of places to take a knee. Real Americans have given their lives all over the world. When you use the banner under which they fought as a source for your displeasure, you dishonor the memories of those who bled for the very freedoms you have. That’s what the red stripes mean. It represents the blood of those who spilled a sea of it defending your liberty.

 While you’re on your knee, pray for those that came before you, not on a manicured lawn striped and printed with numbers to announce every inch of ground taken… but on nameless hills and bloodied beaches and sweltering forests and bitter cold mountains… every inch marked by an American life lost serving that flag you protest.

 No cheerleaders, no announcers, no coaches, no fans… just American men and women… delivering the real fight against those who chose to harm us… blazing a path so you would have ‘the right to take a knee.’

 You haven’t an inkling what it took to get you where you are; but your ‘protest’ is duly noted. Not only is it disgraceful to a nation of real heroes, it serves the purpose of pointing to your ingratitude for those who chose to defend you under that banner that will still wave long after your jersey is issued to another…

 If you really feel the need to take a knee, come with me to church on Sunday and we’ll both kneel before Almighty God. We’ll thank Him for preserving this country for as long as He has. We’ll beg forgiveness for our ingratitude for all He has provided us. We’ll appeal to Him for understanding and wisdom. We’ll pray for liberty and justice for all… because He is the one who provides those things.

 And there will be no protest. There will only be gratitude for His provision and a plea for His continued grace and mercy on the land of the free and the home of the brave It goes like this…

“GOD BLESS AMERICA!”

by Stanislaus Drew

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On the 9th of December 2015 I took this picture with the caption “It’s a great day to be alive” I gotta say that I still like the picture and the caption I gave it. Why is it a great day to be alive? Really? Heck, the way I see it every day that I wake up on the green side of the grass it’s a great day. The alternative isn’t very appealing. Smile and enjoy your day. If you’re feeling overwhelmed by the nasty things going on in the world and politics has you in a funk take a break from everything. Find something beautiful and enjoy it for just a few minutes. Enjoy life today because the harsh reality of life is just around the corner.
–QBall45

One sunny day in January, 2013, an old man approached the White House from across Pennsylvania Avenue where he’d been sitting on a park bench.

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He spoke to the U.S. Marine standing guard and said, “I would like to go in and meet with President Obama.”

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The Marine looked at the man and said, “Sir, Mr. Obama is no longer President and no longer resides here.”
The old man said, “Okay,” and walked away. The following day the same man approached the White House and said to the same Marine, “I would like to go in and meet with President Obama.”

The Marine again told the man, “Sir, as I said yesterday, Mr. Obama is no longer President and no longer resides here.”
The man thanked him and again just walked away.

The third day the same man approached the White House and spoke to the very same U.S. Marine, saying, “I would like to go in and meet with President Obama.

“The Marine, understandably agitated at this point, looked at the man and said, “Sir, this is the third day in a row you have been here asking to speak to Mr. Obama. I’ve told you already that Mr. Obama is no longer the President and no longer resides here. Don’t you understand?”

The old man looked at the Marine and said, “Oh, I understand. I just love hearing it.”

The Marine snapped to attention, saluted, and said, “See you tomorrow, Sir.

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Remind all your friends to get out and  vote in November.  That old man is depending on you!

— Appropriated from an email I received this morning.
@QBall45