Simple Man

 

 Rev Wilbur Witt

Look at this. This is what liberal ideas will get you. This is special classes with special privileges will get you. LOOK AT IT! This is beyond comprehension. A pretty, young immigrant on her way home on a commute. Scrolling her phone. She didn’t jump the border. She legally fled a terrible war where she was in danger.

I hate to say it, but I am beginning to believe that there are creatures that while appearing to be human, are truly shaved apes. And he’s mentally ill. He thought the lady was communicating with him from her mind. He had schizophrenia said the doctor. He needed to be put away until the day he died.

There are more of us than there are of them! No matter how loud they are. No matter what the government said. No matter what Oprah, Ellen, AOC, Dr Phil,, or the entire democrat party has to say about it, you put animals in a zoo, or you put them down! You go to the park, feed the pigeons and act as if they were never born.

And in North Carolina? Didn’t these guys start the Civil War? And they’re letting this thing roam the streets? Yeah! That’s racist. But what about that idiot who shot Charlie? Who can I blame that on? Lyndon Johnson destroyed the American family. He created what he called The Great Society. He intended this to “Have the N*****s voting Democrat for the next two hundred years!” Then Raegan came along and turned these wingnuts loose. And now two fine people are dead.

I’m sorry folks but sometimes I wonder, you know. I know Terry, out in Carolina, and Ol’ Sandy on the West coast. I know deep inside they are appalled by the murder of the lady. I’m just a Simple Ol’ Boy from Austin but it wouldn’t have taken a whole lot of effort for the men on that train to take Mr Schitzo by the hair and throw him off that train at full speed. And where was Charlie’s security! One thing I noticed was when that shot rang out, they all stood there with their dicks in their hands! Not one gun! Nobody even pointing to where the sound seemed to come from. My daddy was a roofer for over forty years. In all those years not once did he ever lay down and take a nap on a roof. But not once but twice, some kid’s up there sprawled out sighting in a rifle. If there was real security they should have found them still there, stiff!

What happened to us? What have we become. Billionaire pedophiles with their own island, bearded ladies in little girls’ bathrooms, people can burn our flag but not the one that flies over Fire Island. In my day we had tornado drills. Now it’s active shooter drills. Broken down countries actually think they have a say in anything. Yeah England. I’m talking about you!

We can’t be that stupid. We started deporting illegals. Then discovered that they were doing all the work. And the Religious pray for the second coming. Jesus ain’t coming here! We’re far beyond that. A flu brought us to our knees . . . and we swallowed. We traded Walter Cronkite for Tik Tok “Influencers.” Well, influence this!

And here’s Dr Phil. Don’t say this or that online because it may give some Nancy-Boy ideas. A few weeks ago, I cited an ancient ruler who gauged his country by the fact that a lady could safely walk anywhere, day or night. In America a lady can’t even ride a commuter train filled with people, home from work. You tell me!

Yesterday Obama said we are at a divide. Get this right or all learn Mexican. The fabric of America still works but we have skid marks in our underwear. And we smell real bad. You can’t go back to the old ways, but we have to. American values. Not Sharia Law. Common sense. Not political decisions. And God. Not the god of your choice . . . GOD! An American flag in every classroom. With a teacher that doesn’t date the students. Teach history, civics, and bring back the draft. College or Fort Hood for two years. And pray we don’t have to kick some ass during your tour. Put an end to SSI. If you didn’t pay into the Social Security fund take your ass to the church. They love you. Do these things and God bless America again. Don’t do these things we will be yet one more bump in the rocky road of history.