Somalis unite white & black Americans and even the Mexicans, when they raid a school to fight the kids there.

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=yiiYvowlTy8&pp=0gcJCdQKAYcqIYzv

Keith

…how sweet

… why this is even an issue is beyond me

… we have become weak and naive… which weren’t traits associated with us until recently

… and do you think anyone is really going to watch that video…. It’s 30 minutes long lol

Basically a gang of Somalis got a ride to and invaded a school they didn't go to, armed with a gun, to go after white and black American and Mexican students. They intended to film it and put it on the internet. Apparently as many as 40 Somalis, of various ages, had been going after around 5 American teenagers and a Mexican, for two years.

The original confrontation, two years earlier, started when the Somalis tried to rob the white and black American kids Halloween candy and the Americans fought back.

Westerville is a fairy affluent Columbus, Ohio neighborhood. They had another kid with a gun in the school.last week.

Keith

Uncovered is an interesting YouTube channel, up there with Police Activity, which shows every police shooting there is footage of.

This video should be used in drug prevention programs.



Keith

Looks like sioux falls. Kristi never advertised that….

Freaking zombie apocalypse. Terrible…..

… dang exorcist looking stuff lol

And Libertarians will tell you we should all have the freedom to do this whenever and wherever we want.

There's crazier videos than that, but they have foul language. Heather, in that video, is almost beyond speaking. Hopefully someone can save her, but there's a good chance she's dead or soon to be.

I had two friends who were alcoholics, being around them temporarily killed any desire to drink at all in me. I think making kids see late stage alcoholics and drug addicts would prevent a lot of substance abuse issues.

Seeing someone's skin and eyes turn yellow, with broken veins in the eyes, seeing them pee and crap themselves, seeing them fall into or off of things and smelling that terrible smell as their kidneys and liver dies makes anyone who doesn't have themselves not want to drink.

Keith

But dude, it's not about common sense. It's about FREEDOM man!!!

Watching the police dealing with the Karens on undercover, would make even some of the lightly looney liberals more sympathetic to them.

Most of the many people I arrested were for their bad attitudes in the end. I and my guards and police officers were a lot less tolerant than the cops in those videos. Letting people work themselves into a frenzy in public is dangerous and in my opinion, needs stopped before it escalates much.

Keith

I believe in scared straight. If seeing how drugs can do that to you doesn't make someone wary, they can't be saved.

Keith

… good night… what were those people drinking… and how did you end up amongst them ?

… you’re going to have to respond at some point Cuz

…. Did these people not work and just chug vodka all day or what?

… I come from a long line of so called alcoholics but never seen what you mentioned

… how old were they when they turned yellow and crapped themselves on the regular?

Leroy and Rick would drink any alcohol present, until it was gone or they totally passed out. It took a lot for them to pass out.

I met Leroy at a swap meet selling pigeons. We hunted, trapped and fished together. We also caught turtles, lizards and snakes to sell. We also mushroom hunted a lot and ran beagles together. When I met him, he had already lost his drivers license for life. He left a bar in someone else's car he thought was his, hit 168 parked cars on his way home, drove through his garage door, left the door into his house open and fell asleep with his upper body on his couch and lower body on the floor, which is how the police found him.

Leroy would stay sober for 6 to 8 months and then inevitably start drinking again. When he got bad, sometimes I would tell him I was picking him up to take him fishing and then meet his mom.at the hospital to have him committed. They would keep strapped to the bed for about a week. He would hallucinate he was catching snakes or trapping.

Leroy was very smart and very knowledgeable. He was a miserable drunk, who would lament how he ruined his life. He died in his fifties from cancer from poisoning his body.

I met Rick at Quality Farm and Fleet, when he heard me talking about pigeons. He taught me how to trap huge numbers of feral pigeons, which he would buy from me. He was one of the best dog trainers in the world. He frequently won the Nationals in Springer Spaniels. Russo and Colby were two dogs of many dogs he won with, but I can't remember which became the National Champion. He had as many as 27 dogs on hand that he trained and trialed for their owners. He was an avid hunter for birds and big game. He also died from cancer from poisoning his body with alcohol.

They were terrible when drinking and great when they were sober. Both were sad drunks. Both could of done much more with their lives and regretted it.

I miss them both.

Keith

… how do you know he hit exactly 168 cars on the way home

… sounds rough though

I grew up by a redneck bar, seen my oldest sister in law loose her liver at 38 and die from drinking. Her husband, my oldest brother, died at 45 from drugging. The best hunter and fisher I've ever known, bar none. By the time he was 30, it was rare he'd go hunting or fishing, but when he did, he'd put everyone else to shame. When he got saved at 42, he got three years more of hunting and fishing in before his heart failed him from all the overdoses from the years before he quit.

Lessons learned? LOL!!!

…. Dang yall making me think I’m already dead

He and his mom both told me he did. He got divorced after the accident and lived with his mom until he died. His mom, him and his two sisters, who would visit frequently, would fight like proverbial cats and dogs when Leroy would drink. His mom was a great cook and liked me because she thought I was good influence on Leroy.

You would of liked him, except when he was near passing out. He was a good fisheman, hunter and trapper and super funny.

He had a huge gun collection, within the top two biggest I've ever seen. His whole bedroom and another room were almost entirely full of guns. He had so many, he had to move them out of the way to access stuff sometimes.

The other similar sized gun collection belonged to my friend Ralph. I met them together at the Swap. They were best friends. Ralph never drank a drop. Ralph was a Korean War Veteran. The Korean War Veteran's Memorial at the Airforce Museum was designed by Ralph and the statue looks dead on like what pictures of Ralph looked like in pictures of him from the war he showed me. Ralph was an angry old man, who would fight someone in a second. He got mad at himself once and knocked himself out.

His mom shot his uncle and probably killed his dad during the end of the Great Depression. At 7 years old Ralph was the "stickman" in a gang of kid that would rob passed out drunks sleeping under wagons. Ralph's job was to club the drunks unconscious if the drunks woke up when they were being robbed.

At age 83,_Ralph beat through 24" of limestone with a spud bar and built an around 200' long, 8' high cinder block wall, to block a neighbor, out of spite, in just a few weeks.

As an old man, Ralph was the most honest person I have met.

He frequently talked about killing himself if he got incapacitated, the many years I knew him. He got diagnosed with cancer and blew his brains out.

Keith