Love your adversary

Then kick his ass...

Farmers, miners, foundrymen, builders.

AND THEN THERE’S THIS… Some of us love to fight. Some of us love the people we fight in the purest sense. This is called peaceful competition… yes death is there, licking its eyebrows, but usually no one dies in the deal… just enough to keep it a sport… and not a game.

Hemingway put it his way; “Sports? The only sports are Mountain Climbing, Motor Racing, and Bull Fighting. The rest are merely Games.”

I guess he didn’t think about war (yeah Fuzz, he dreamed about war) well whatever, but watch this particular fight. We’re in for a fight like this globally. Let’s hope we can be “The People Enough” to walk away, friends when it’s over. Watch this video below…

Danny and I did fifth, sixth, and seventh grade in a segregated school. Wonderful people, just raised in hatred. I mean, I’ve read the history. They were hating the wrong people… but it’s the hate I’m talking about here. When it’s over, we need to put our hatred down with our gloves, with our guns, and in our hearts… because it eats at the hater every bit as much as the hated… and them poor damn kids.