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Racism Whooey and Our Sacred Flag

The Vice President, acting on instructions from the Man Himself (President Trump), left the Indianapolis Colts football game today when some of the players knelt during the National Anthem.

"I left today's Colts game because @POTUS and I will not dignify any event that disrespects our soldiers, our Flag, or our National Anthem."

Mr. Pence was right!
We have go to put a stop to this disrespectful kneeling business!

It is bad enough that racism still exists here and there.  It is probably time that we looked into that a bit closer--all in good time--but when good god-fearing soldiers of the football faith drop to their knees to show how deeply and sincerely they believe something, when they ought to be standing on their own feet, that is disrespectful to every concussion we ever had trying to think through this free, white, and twenty-one business. 

Or maybe, if kneeling is OK in church, then maybe standing during prayers ought to be outlawed.  Good citizens of the faith ought to walk out in protest when people stand during the prayers, no matter where their hands are. 

And people wrapping themselves in the flag at political rallies, or running around the track with it after they have won the steeplechase!  Whatever happened to Betsy Ross and what she said?  (Did Betsy Ross ever say anything?  No matter.)

There has to be some logic here somewhere, doesn't there?  And there isn't.





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