This is Not a Drill

This is not a game. This is not fiction. This is not a drill. 

Yeah, there are lots and lots of Traitors. Millions, and millions of the little mindf*cking six legged beasties. There are however, not as many fish heads. Leading the filch. Maybe a dozen promontories, protruding into what was once G*d's realm. Flatten those protuberances? And we have a better chance of restoration. Much. 

What does that mean? It means that you have all been drafted. And when your number is called. You must answer. You must. In your travels, in your travails. If a window presents a clear view, due to mere random synchronicity. You must take the vacks. Without a single moment's hesitation. Without worry what shall become of you. Any worry whatsoever. 

We have no choice. We have no options. Whence you can make a difference, then take the vacks. Take the point, take the lead. Do not fear them. Do not fear evil. Let them fear us. Take the vacks. Giving up, surrendering.... is not an option. 

This is not fiction.

This is not a game. 

This is not a drill. 

This is the real deal. This is for everything that ever was. Or ever will be. It's in your hands. Let them hear the thunder. Let them feel the earth move under our feet. Let them feel the hot breath of rage of two hundred million AMERICANS. Let them know their days of buttfrooging Lady Liberty,  shall soon be over. 

We are many, they but a few. Filing down, grinding off a mere dozen rancid nodes. We at least have a chance. A fighting chance. To undue this horror that betrays us all. 

Hitler ascended in 1933. It was twelve more years, before the descent of his derangement. We won't survive twelve years of these maggots feasting. No we will not. There will be nothing left. This is the time. This is the day. I beseech you. I call upon you to wield the power within. And flay the evil without. 

I could list, I could show you how random this universe truly is. Remarkable in that fashion. So remarkable, you would not believe. But I can't be more specific, obviously. We're walking a line here that is near invisibly thin. 

But as you traipse through what very little is left, of this thing called life. When any window presents a view, you will know what to do. Take the vacks. You can tell them I sent you. But that would be a lie. The L*rd commands us now. We cannot turn, we cannot fail. For in such, is His demise. 

Do the linky (via Western Rifle Shooters). And we can be grateful, there are more cogent thinkers than moi. Changes in thought, in behavior, in living will be required future forward. It is no longer business as usual. Those days are long over. Sad and sorry to say. 

http://www.scragged.com/articles/samizdat-strategies-1-the-why

http://www.scragged.com/articles/samizdat-strategies-2-the-worse

http://www.scragged.com/articles/samizdat-strategies-3-the-what

And it is even possible you may experience browser deflection, when trying to visit? I did, and had to travel a different path to access the site. And you may want to print the links to hard copy. Invest in a midline laser printer (PAY CASH! And don't give your name). So that you can self print. In quantity. Print any pertinent, useful, important info. Should they finally cut us all off at the virtual knees. And the likelihood of that grows with each passing minute.

Maybe also investigate low power radio transmission. In all its many forms. As another means of unfettered communication. For their quest for power, their hunger for omnipotence is insatiable. They will not stop until they have consumed everything. Everything that ever was, in all its magnificent righteous glory. Including destroying any last tiny remnant of the First Amendment. 

And replaced with the (proud) fecal output, of their (proud) lunatic minds. Stomp these bugs. Flush them. They are but diseased insects. Nothing more. Who have infected the Kingdom of the L*rd. This isn't fiction people, isn't make believe. It is all too real. 

They cannot stop us all. They cannot kill us all. As much as they might like. Only we can defeat ourselves. By giving up. By not even trying. By surrendering. 

Spit in the face of these evil beasts. If that's all you got? But try and bring a little more to the partay, if you can. Please. It's kind of important. Words are all that I have, to bring to the fray. But that I had more. Perhaps, you have a little something extra. There is no future. There is no way forward without the end of their tumescent derangement. It only takes a dozen of you. Just and only. I salute you. Carry on.

Wednesday, March 10th, Seven a.m.

"There can be no retreat and no surrender."

Army Lt. Gen. Michael Flynn 

It isn't often that I read something of such towering import. Of such grave seriousness. Of such righteous inspiration. It isn't often that I read something, that I will physically hit you over the head, and force you to read. But that time is now. And that moment is here (SMACK!). 

Have you bought that midline laser printer yet? Get busy printing up HUNDREDS of copies, of this outstanding heroic American Patriot's words. Do it today. Not tomorrow. Nor next week. I told everyone of you, that you have been drafted. Today, your number HAS BEEN CALLED  ...... Arm yourself with the General's words. Take stacks of them with into battle. Clutch them next to your bosom. Look to the heavens, and give Thanks. For having delivered unto us a Commander so righteous. And march soldier .... I said MARCH! 

https://www.westernjournal.com/exclusive-gen-flynn-5-lessons-learned-deep-state-came-family/

Thursday, March 11th, Five p.m.

Attempted to send Carlson/Fox, an (odoriferous) AP propaganda link, just now. But the path is blocked .... 

"Carlson, Times tussle over online harassment of journalist"

https://apnews.com/article/journalists-media-newspapers-social-media-tucker-carlson-920218acbf44f6787e44825078fcce1c

And the following is what I get for my trouble (trying to send an email to Carlson): 

500 Internal Server Error

If you are the administrator of this website, then please read this web application's log file and/or the web server's log file to find out what went wrong.

Friday, March 12th, Eight a.m.

And it isn't that the Military, of the United States of America, has launched an attack on Tucker Carlson (and no, that isn't a joke people. Though I'm sure some will think it is). 

But however many individuals, however many persons. In the Government, and in the Military. Both in and out of uniform. Have spent time, minutes, hours, energy, work material. In fighting one person, an American, on American soil.

That it has never happened before? Sure. But the horror is how enjeopardy we Citizens now are. Us Regular folk. And of course, how enjeopardy the very land itself (against any and all foreign enemies). 

In one fell swoop, our world has become ever darker, ever more dangerous. Ever more evil (and I won't pat myself on the back, for predicting the obvious). 

At its core, the the installed "leader" of the military of the United States. Attacking Tucker Carlson, in the press. Is a flashing beacon, to alert the Haters. That Carlson isn't in favor of diversity. Nooh. Ergo, he's a racist. And in thus, you must kill him (and that is now the mission). 

And don't think China and Iran, didn't notice this overt dereliction of duty. And every other bad actor around the globe. That not only do we no longer have a Southern border. We don't have an interest in preserving the sovereignty of other nations as well. 

The Joebama Fraudulency, has surrendered, on the world stage. And our Military, has been repurposed. Because things are way too crazy here, in America. Way. And in such is the hurried need, to start Killing whitey. Beginning with their Racist/White Supremacist leader, Tucker Carlson. Insanity. Evil. Pure f*cking. 

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Yes, the price of ammo is a very sick joke. Predicted by many of course (yeah, including me). Likely at least a year, before there is any significant movement. You don't have to spend a grand, for a thousand round brick. It can be done for seven hundred (in the global marketplace). And you can find reloads, for five hundred (per thousand). 

In order to have some on hand. Or some to practice or plink with. You will have to spend. So, go ahead. It's only money. And the peace of mind is worth the expenditure (sell something that you don't use). We will all have to pay a price of some kind, going forward. And some boolits, a heckuva lot better than none. 22cal is still relatively cheap. If you think you can get away with varmint food? 

As and when the price returns to normal, you can put in a greater stock. But don't let current prices put the fritz on your mind. Reality just is. Deal with it. The Left is actively engaged in trying to further curtail the 2nd Ammendment. And conditions could actually worsen. 

Like Los Angeles, has become a ripe choking sh*thole. And the only choice one is left with, is to leave. Staying is suicidal. Just like not having rounds to put downrange, on target.