My favorite holiday. Dedicated to the notion that otherwise law-abiding citizens sometimes just need to shoot at The Man.
I will argue that there is virtually no finer way to observe the holiday, short of leaving an upper decker in the executive bathroom of the British Embassy, than to go out and spend some time practicing with your freedom-rifle.
Notes From The Bunker
In a just universe, it would be open season on all government employees every April 19th, anywhere you could find them (other than inside their own houses), with no bag limit.
Six, two, and even that within 5-10 years, folks would extend the idea to 24/7/365, and in short order, the problem would self-correct.
When the only government employee you ever saw or heard from all year, most years, was the mailman, we’d be on the right track.
Well said, A.
“In a just universe, it would be open season on all government employees every” DAY.
The battle went through my home town, there were even bullet holes from the fighting in the walls and shutters of my great grandparents house.
soon.
You made Western Rifle Shooters with this post Aesop will be so proud.
https://westernrifleshooters.us/2022/04/19/your-government-is-here-for-you-part-iii/
I just want to emulate Samuel Whittemore in the upcoming spicy times.
While a noble goal, Id omit the getting shot and repeatedly bayonetted part.
Sigh. I musta caught Bruce Willis Disorder (aphasia).
“upper decker”?
“Six, two, and even that within 5-10 years”?
I is confuse.
I have no idea what youre talking about. A quick Google of ‘upper decker’ returns some pretty straightforward results.