Monday, April 9, 2018

What it means to be a polite, patriotic American...

I can't even come to terms with what is going on in our Wonderful Country these days.... Jimmy Kimmel, making fun of our Beautiful first Lady Melania's accent.... Open threats against our President Trump, no voice allowed for the conservative Christians - Y'all, if we don't agree with the left we are racist, white privileged deplorable people.
Image may contain: 3 people, including Spencer McGalliard, people smiling, people standing

Image may contain: 3 people, including Spencer McGalliard, people smiling, people standing
I had the privilege to meet a President, President Obama... It was such an honor to accompany my son, the Marine, who supported the White House in his service to our Country.....

I did not vote for Obama, I did not like or approve of Obama's political agenda - His open support of Islamic Terrorists, the allowing of Criminal illegal immigrants some sort of path to sanctuary, and his 'no' border policy! (what the hell)

Not only did I not NOT BASH, Threaten, Taunt, publicly humiliate Obama, make fun of his wife (cause I could have) or children.... I was a conducting myself and what a Good Citizen, a good Patriotic American does...... I sucked it up, and for the good of the Country - I let this awful president be and voted out the Democratic when the opportunity came up,.. See I agree with Trump, I want to Make American Great Again,  for everyone and for Always.

The bottom line - I put aside my disgust and hatred for a standing president, I went to the white house with my Son as a Proud mom, a proud American, I met the first Black President, regardless if did not approve of him the (Man as my president) or his policy... I was honored, it was a privilege and I'd do it again.

The rest of the rude, disrespectful, UN-American Liberal Left... Please take a note from my story and learn what it means to be a polite patriotic American.

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