Wednesday, September 26, 2007

San Francisco Rebuffs US Marine Corps

Coming home from work last night I heard a disturbing story on KSFO Radio, Brian Sussman reporting. The U.S. Marine Corps has a unit known as the "Silent Drill Platoon." The Silent Drill Platoon goes around to various US cities and makes videos of them marching in their precision drill, presumably for recruiting purposes.

A few days ago they came to San Francisco and requested permission to march on California Street and be filmed doing it. The anti-military, anti-United States and anti-everything normal Frisco Fruitcakes who hand out permissions for such things refused to give them a permit. So the Drill Platoon filmed across the Bay instead and visited San Leandro High School where they were welcomed and presented to the students.

The Frisco Fruitcakes told the Marines they could film California Street just as long as there were no Marines in the shot. This is the same city, the same Citadel of Sedition, that refused the USS Iowa a berth in San Franciso, refused to allow student ROTC on its campuses, and who recently attempted to ban the Blue Angels from their little Commie Cesspool by the Bay.

A few dozen angry callers to Sussman's show stated they would stay out of San Francisco if at all possible and not shop there anymore. Sounds like a plan to me.

Boycott the unamerican, slime-ball Frisco Weirdos! Stay out of Frisco and don't buy a damn thing there if you can help it. San Francisco, where the city philosophy is to be as weird and as mean as possible at all times; where once a month radical bicyclists take over the city and shut down major traffic lanes; where the idiot Mayor, all on his own, legalizes gay marriage; where they have naked men in feather boas marching down California Street but not U.S. Marines.

San Francisco is another name for weirdness, perversion, drugs, welfare, high taxes, bad traffic, freezing weather, no parking and high crime; a City with an Attitude, a BAD ATTITUDE. It is the home of Hippies and Marxists and weirdos of every stripe and persuasion. San Francisco is a scabrous and syphlitic canker sour on the ass of California; its population so strange and odd and abnormal that they ought to put their jeans on over their heads, view life through the open fly, paint eyeballs on their butt cheeks and walk backwards.

Yes, they really are just that weird....and worthless.

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