William W Johnstone - Ashes 19

Author:Treason in the Ashes
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2011-08-09T13:50:51+00:00

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They had names like Bad Boy and Bull, Jammin’ Jimmy and Rappin’ Sid. Others were called Street Queen and Glory Girl, Lovely Leroy and Kansas City Kid. Still others went by the handles of Ass Kicker Kelly, Moline Max, Cool Man Milo, Toy Boy Bart, Ross the Rumbler, Dido Duke … and so on and so forth, well past the point of being nauseous. They were the absolute dregs of a fallen society. In the past, billions of taxpayer dollars had been spent (by a democrat-controlled, liberal government) trying to help people such as these. The money might as well have been flushed down the toilet. The sobbing sisters and hanky-twisters and snit-throwers in congress just never understood that street punks and gutter slime respect only one thing: brute force.

One cannot offer these types compassion because they don’t have any, for anything or anybody. They are the types of people who want something for nothing. They demand a job but they are unqualified to do anything except mug and rob and assault and rape and kill. They demand that society foot the bill to train them for work and then complain that the jobs they’re offered are beneath them. They demand respect at the point of a gun or a knife. They come in all colors, all races. They are savage and ignorant and bigoted and don’t have enough common sense to pour piss out of a boot, and they are proud of it. When they don’t get their way, they riot and loot and burn and then demand that the law-abiding, taxpaying citizens pay to rebuild their neighborhoods.

These types were about to discover that their way

207 of thinking was totally alien to the Rebel philosophy. These types were about to discover that in the Rebel society, if you contribute nothing to society, that is exactly what you get from it. These types were about to discover that if you threaten a Rebel, you run the risk of getting killed-very quickly.

“You were right,” Corrie said, monitoring transmissions as the column rolled south and west out of New York State. “Our scouts report that the punks are throwing up a line on the east side of the Mississippi River. And they are well-equipped.”

“Artillery?” Ben asked.

“Yes. But not under their command. Revere’s people control that.”

Ben was silent for a couple of miles. “While we were fighting Hoffman and his Nazis for all those months, Revere and his people were busy setting all this up. It almost worked. Ike has confirmed that Revere is swinging his people around; shifting them to the east. Revere thinks he’s going to put me in a box. Has Cec put that battalion on the road yet?”

“Yes, sir. Pushing hard to link up with us.”

“Tell Ike to hold his positions until we are certain of Revere’s motives,” Ben said. “At my command he is to begin first swinging his westernmost battalions south and east. When the last of Revere’s battalions are east of the Great Lakes, Ike will start lining up north to south in the heartland, facing the Mississippi River and the punks.

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