Freedom is Being Bullied

Will Anyone Pick Up the Fight?

Talking about the things you learn in public school: ask yourself a question that has immense ramifications for the future. With all the woke political correctness going on, who’s going to fight for freedom twenty years from now? It certainly isn’t going to be the children of today? They’ve been taught by the public school system that capitalism is bad. CRT is good. And worst of all, they’ve been programmed not to fight back when bullied.

For God’s sake, most kids don’t even know how to fight. Children are being suspended for merely pointing finger guns at each other. Imagine what would happen if they actually loaded those finger guns with say, rubber bands (like we did when I was a kid) and fired their weapons.

Today, what do you do if you’re a kid being bullied in school? Your only option is telling the teacher, otherwise, you could get in trouble too. There used to be a stigma attached to being a snitch, not anymore. It’s an insidious part of the crucial preprogramming of society that must be completed in preparation for communist rule. Don’t question authority, be a part of it, snitch. And never, ever, think for yourself.

When I was a kid in grade school, I had a different set of options available to me with regard to bullies. First, I could just take it, over and over again. Or, I could match verbal slur with verbal slur, shove for shove, and punch for punch. Or, when confronted for the first time, I could look that big bully straight in the eye, ball my fists, and make him pay for his mistake. You see, it just so happened that the night before, I was the proud recipient of a butt-whipping (leather and buckles were not spared). What did I do wrong? I said SHIT in front of my father. What was the bully’s mistake? Extremely poor timing.

The one thing I never even contemplated was telling a teacher. If I had, I’d be dubbed a Tattle-Tail for all eternity.

Suffice it to say, I was bullied exactly once in elementary school, exactly once in middle school, and exactly once in high school. If you put away your wokeness and consider all the options outlined in this post for a kid being bullied; which one do you think works best?

Epilogue:

– I was always small for my age which explains the bullying.

 – In elementary school, I was paddled for fighting because I got caught defending myself—and enjoying it a little too much.

 – I learned my lesson. I didn’t get caught in middle or high school.

 – One day my lock jammed and I couldn’t lock my school locker. I brought the lock home, oiled it, and forgot to bring it back for a week. Nothing walked away.

 – My bike stayed at school all day, every day. I had a lock—I just never bothered to use it.

-I’m not a bad-ass, just a bad victim.

-Peace through strength … it works (if you learn how). Just ask Trump.