Just so the lying Marxists who show up at this site to hurl insults will know we are not without extensive book-learning, we offer up another passage of great words that should inspire us all in the overthrow of the Tyrant, Obama. The Bard, William Shakespeare, and the words he drafted to portray King Henry V addressing his men before a great battle in France. Yes, this is the passage from which we get the phrase “band of brothers,” and it is an immortal passage. I have placed in bold the words most important in our struggle against the Marxist tyranny of Obama, Pelosi and Reid.
Further, you will see video that might help you understand. If we do not win, the United States might very well be lost, forever. if that happens, I know I will carry the shame on my head for the rest of my life. The Marxists must be turned back. And those in the Republican Party who are crooked? We must ride them down like grass.
BEGINS:
WESTMORELAND. O that we now had here
But one ten thousand of those men in England
That do no work to-day!
KING. What’s he that wishes so?
My cousin Westmoreland? No, my fair cousin;
If we are mark’d to die, we are enow
To do our country loss; and if to live,
The fewer men, the greater share of honour.
God’s will! I pray thee, wish not one man more.
By Jove, I am not covetous for gold,
Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;
It yearns me not if men my garments wear;
Such outward things dwell not in my desires.
But if it be a sin to covet honour,
I am the most offending soul alive.
No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England.
God’s peace! I would not lose so great an honour
As one man more methinks would share from me
For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!
Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host,
That he which hath no stomach to this fight,
Let him depart; his passport shall be made,
And crowns for convoy put into his purse;
We would not die in that man’s company
That fears his fellowship to die with us.
This day is call’d the feast of Crispian.
He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam’d,
And rouse him at the name of Crispian.
He that shall live this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say ‘To-morrow is Saint Crispian.’
Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars,
And say ‘These wounds I had on Crispian’s day.’
Old men forget; yet all shall be forgot,
But he’ll remember, with advantages,
What feats he did that day. Then shall our names,
Familiar in his mouth as household words-
Harry the King, Bedford and Exeter,
Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester-
Be in their flowing cups freshly rememb’red.
This story shall the good man teach his son;
And Crispin Crispian shall ne’er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remembered-
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition;
And gentlemen in England now-a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs’d they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day
Here is the speech of Henry V as delivered by Kenneth Branagh. And below, The Patriot interpretation of this sequence, at about 3:14. Yes, that’s right, it’s called Western culture, and Mel Gibson, much maligned by the Marxists of Hollywood, drew on the fine work of William Shakespeare.
November’s not far off, and we’re coming for you. We’re coming for you. No offense to the ladies, but you Marxists are due a solid ass-kickin’, to be administered by well over a hundred million patriots. You’ll be begging for deportation to Cuba.
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