(November 11, 2016 at 2:59 pm)Drich Wrote:(November 11, 2016 at 11:44 am)operator Wrote: It makes them Americans. As I said I believe it is an overreaction, but it is a reaction nonetheless and if the people want to protest, more power to 'em. This is America. A place where you get to voice your opinion even if no one is listening.
Protests do not make you nor dismiss you as an American. we have the right to peacefully protest, not riot.
Rioting makes them hypocrites. they claim trump will destroy America as they themselves destroy what they can of this country.
My point exactly. Them protesting doesn't really matter, they're just Americans voicing their opinion.
I have not heard a single reputable news agency refer to any of these gatherings as riots - not sure where you're getting that from. If I'm mistake please feel free to correct me. Besides that, I'm not really sure what the point is that you're trying to make. I don't think any of the protestors are 'trying to destroy what they can of this country.' Sounds like an overreaction on your part.
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It is the air and light of every heart – builder of every home, kindler of every fire on every hearth. It was the first to dream of immortality. It fills the world with melody – for music is the voice of love.
Love is the magician, the enchanter, that changes worthless things to Joy, and makes royal kings and queens of common clay. It is the perfume of that wondrous flower, the heart, and without that sacred passion, that divine swoon, we are less than beasts; but with it, earth is heaven, and we are gods.” - Robert. G. Ingersoll
