Showing posts with label #TruckerForFreedom2022. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #TruckerForFreedom2022. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 16, 2022

Convoy Songs

 



Thanks to a ferocious backlash against Tom Petty's amazing smash hit, awesome single Won't Back Down, the Compound's offering a different set of tunes to back the world's epicenter freedom protest. Here they are.



RHT's choice. Good call, my friend.




Wild, now you're talking. And what's this?




Then there's CONVOY, our favorite.





Songs aside, expect the full weight of the Rainbow Stasi to fall on its opponents anytime soon. Imagine the scene, tolerance officers dragging vets out of their trucks in front of their children, all in the name of tolerance. Beyond disgusted. 

Stand steady, gentlemen and women, against rapacious NWO tyranny.

Your Old Pal,

LSP

Tuesday, February 1, 2022

The Honking Will Continue

 



Yes, until freedom.




Freedom from the GloboCorp Health Stasi.




Wanna buy food? Show me your papers, dirt person.




Stasi? Or would that be Nazi?




But what can we say, the Russians did it! Dammit, GRU has its tentacles everywhere.




And look what they've done, cost health workers their jobs in the midst of a pandemic. The sheer, brazen, literal, diabolic machinations of the Kremlin.


Seriously, people have had enough of this viral, flatten the curve farce, witness the UK and BoJo's desperate hail May popularity bid to save his sinking career by ending Covid BS. Is everyone in England dying? No, they're not, neither are Texans or people from Florida or truckers in Ottawa.

That aside, our rulers are ruling because they want power and they've worked to get it. Are we prepared to say no to exactly that. Out of left field, Canada seems to be leading the way and more power to 'em. No more masks, no more mandates, no more freakish stasi "show me your papers," no more unelected, power hungry Health Service bureaucrats dictating the way we live and move, no more of that.




On point, farmers have joined the truckers. You see, thing is, baristas and associated theater majors, unless it's grown and shipped to you you don't get it. Take note. In the meanwhile, the honking continues.

Your Pal,

LSP