Well, I’ve performed 5 songs for tributes to our Armed Forced for Veteran’s Day. I have no problem with a military, especially with the rising and surpassing of other nations, such as China, who would die for White women, and white land for vegetables. It is against Jewish wars that I have a problem.
It was almost miraculous what happened yesterday. I had performed 2 songs on Sunday, for it is busy and don’t like to wait. I wasn’t going to go back out until Wednesday, but something over powering just got the next 3 costumes, Army, Navy and US Marine, and loaded up the car, plastered on the make-up.
And just as I was about to change into my US Marine, who was waiting for me at the elevator, but a bunch of US Marines that had come from the Marine ball across the street!
Oh what a God-send. I begged them to stay and watch the karaoke performance with my US Marine Lady, “He’s Got a Purple Heart; She’s got a heart of Gold. or heart of God might be better. One can try.
They were amazed and joyful at the costume and tribute, and when I went to sing they got on stage with me. They had just come back from fighting in Afghanistan and one fellow was hit by a bomb and his buddy there “saved his life!” What a real true heroic story.
I had the lyrics so they could follow along and the MC, Heidi, was nice enough to announce their name and rank!
Here is a song I might do tonight, with my Wonder Woman costume, “Holding out for a Hero,” and she sings of a White Knight, and couldn’t help think of the Kool, KKK. We need our White heroes and heroines!
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The other song, Ruby Don’t Take Your Love to Town, reminds me of my husband’s friend that stood up to our wedding…. in a wheel chair from Viet Nam. He married his beautiful nurse when he came back a paraplegic. I think she used him to get drugs. We used to pal around together and even drove to Florida for a trip to the ocean. Even though he was dead from the waist down, he rolled his wheel chair to the ocean and threw himself in the water to swim! It was remarkable how much courage he had.
After a party at our home, they both stayed overnight. He was in the basement den, and she slept on the couch upstairs. During the night, I realized my husband was gone, and when I awoke, he was on top of her. It was the only time I got angry in my marriage, and like Jesus I got my cat and nine tails and threw them all out. Apparently it was common for her to seduce other men, and being that the man, Greg, “The Nose,” Simon, was handicapped, he more or less, let her do as she pleased. There was my husband, “The Deacon,” and “The Nose,” in the wheel chair, and of course “The Pipe,” which was the Jew boy. Of their whole gang, all of them died young, or tragic…. except for the Jew who is not only alive today, but had a nut shop right across the street from Wrigley Field. Very rich! He retired to California & both his sons are millionaires. My husband is dead, and my son, who I’m glad is at least employed and not living like a ferule in the forest, as he used to, has been so crushed from his top 1% ability mentally in the nation. These are just the “truths” about what war is really about: what happens to White men and what happens to Jew men. And now they want to use blacks and browns, that only validates them more, and we need to concentrate on our White men and boys.
It makes me cry when I think of our poor friend, Greg Simon, in a wheel chair, dying an early death, my husband’s suicide, and his other best US Marine buddy dying from heroine at the age of 37, even though he had tried the methodone clinics over and over again! And the Jew, his other friend, a multi-millionaire living in heaven in California with all his brown Mex illegal slaves and cheap labor.
Lyrics for the Country Song: Ruby below:
Ruby lyrics
Songwriters: Tillis, Mel;
You’ve painted up your lips and rolled and curled your tinted hair
Ruby are you contemplating going out somewhere?
The shadow on the wall tells me the sun is going down
Oh Ruby, don’t take your love to town
It wasn’t me that started that old crazy Asian war
But I was proud to go and do my patriotic chore
And yes, it’s true that I’m not the man I used to be
Oh Ruby, I still need some company
It’s hard to love a man whose legs are bent and paralyzed
And the wants and the needs of a woman your age, Ruby, I realize
But it won?t be long, I?ve heard them say until I’m not around
Oh Ruby, don?t take your love to town
She?s leaving now ’cause I just heard the slamming of the door
The way I know I?ve heard it slam a hundred times before
And if I could move, I?d get my gun and put her in the ground
Oh Ruby, don?t take your love to town
Oh Ruby, for God?s sake turn around