I look at them as a fool pokin a bad dog thru the fence with a stick. Eventually a father, or a brother, or an uncle, or a cousin, at the funeral of the soldier, will walk up to the leader of such a group, and head shoot him in front of everyone. Then instead of gettin his point across, the media will howl, and the group will get armed guards to protect them against family members of fallen soldiers.
I look at today's society, and I shake my head. When I was growin up in this part of Texas, if a guy got a girl pregnant, there was usually an ass kickin administered either by the father or the brother, followed by a wedding. You'd be surprised how many of them are still married after all these years. Call a may a liar? Better hang on, there's gonna be a fight, if he don't get killed. Insult a woman, or talk nasty infront of them. Nother ass kickin comin right up. And it didn't matter if she was kin folks, or a stranger. You just didn't do that in front of women. Now a days, young boys, AND THEIR FATHERS, talk that way in front of their mothers.
I have pretty much given up on most of America. I'm just tryin to do what's right in my own little part of the world.
I can't imagine though, allowing that bunch of jackasses to protest one of my son's funerals, and livin to tell about it. I don't think it's in me to allow that. I thank God that both are out of the service now.
All this reminds me of a black man rapin a white woman in a cotton field down here back in 1930. They locked him up in the court house jail, and over two thousand men surrounded the jail wantin the man. They called Frank Hamer the Texas Ranger that killed Bonnie and Clyde in from Dallas. He told that crowd and I quote: You try to take this prisoner and there will be some cheap funerals in Sherman Texas tomorrow. Well, they took ole Frank's gun, and stormed the Court House. Half the crowd met the National Guard at Choctaw Creek south of town and told them to stay oout of it. They wisely did, and camped out on the creek for two days.
The prisoner was by then, locked in the records safe, so they ended up burnin the whole Courthouse gettin him out, but they did. Course he was a little dead, and we don't have many records before 1930 left.
Now I'm not sayin any of this is right in what they done. What I'm sayin is men used to be a lot less talkin, and a lot more action when it came to right and wrong.
I guess that's my problem. If a politician lies to me once, I ain't votin for him no more, and I don't care who's runnin against him. But that's another story.