Palin rewrites the midnight ride of Paul Revere

[bigrebnc1775]

So some idiots are worried about a nursery rhime? When obama is changing the meaning of the constitution, presidential authority ad the words of the Declaration of Independence. You idiots needs to no what is important.

 

[Ravi]

Can someone provide a link where PR "warned" the British?

Please. It doesn't matter. Obama said something or other once upon a time so of course Palin is excused for being stupid.

 

[Ravi]

You idiots needs to no what is important.

Sometimes proper grammar and spelling is important.

As is being sober.

 

[rightwinger]

Yea, it was a poor example. Palin fucked up.... Obama lied. I can tolerate stupid (reluctantly)... but I despise liars. And your boiking.... fucking liar. I proved it and y'all think that it's fine for Obama to lie.... and rant like stuck pigs about a stupid fuck up.

Pathetic liars.

What exactly was a lie?

Didn't you understand the Selma speech?

I have already quoted the exact part of the speech and pointed out the blatant lie. If you are too stupid to read my posts, I can help you no further.

That's all you got? Is your comprehension that limited? You don't understand he was talking about the debt of gratitude all blacks owe to the civil rights movement?

 

[Warrior102]

YouTube - ‪Barack Obama Sees Dead People‬‏

Imagine GWB making such a comment

Thanks Frank

 

[Ravi]

What exactly was a lie?

Didn't you understand the Selma speech?

I have already quoted the exact part of the speech and pointed out the blatant lie. If you are too stupid to read my posts, I can help you no further.

That's all you got? Is your comprehension that limited? You don't understand he was talking about the debt of gratitude all blacks owe to the civil rights movement?

A black man thanking white people??? OMFG!!!

 

[paperview]

What exactly was a lie?

Didn't you understand the Selma speech?

I have already quoted the exact part of the speech and pointed out the blatant lie. If you are too stupid to read my posts, I can help you no further.

That's all you got? Is your comprehension that limited? You don't understand he was talking about the debt of gratitude all blacks owe to the civil rights movement?

^ It. In a nutshell.

 

[paperview]

In talking about Paul Revere and his historic ride from Boston to Lexington — you know, the midnight ride where he warned of the advancing British — the half-term governor of Alaska, best-selling author and reality television star, said this:

He who warned, uh, the British that they weren’t going to be taking away our arms uh by ringing those bells and making sure as he’s riding his horse through town to send those warning shots and bells that we were going to be secure and we were going to be free. . . .

You can’t make this stuff up. Well, actually, Palin proves, once again, you can.

Sarah Palin claims Paul Revere warned the British - latimes.com

That's what Palin said.

Here's what actually happened (in prose), and I think that just about everyone who is over the age of 30 knows the first part by heart............

Listen my children and you shall hear
Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere,
On the eighteenth of April, in Seventy-five;
Hardly a man is now alive
Who remembers that famous day and year.
He said to his friend, "If the British march
By land or sea from the town to-night,
Hang a lantern aloft in the belfry arch
Of the North Church tower as a signal light,--
One if by land, and two if by sea;
And I on the opposite shore will be,
Ready to ride and spread the alarm
Through every Middlesex village and farm,
For the country folk to be up and to arm."

Then he said "Good-night!" and with muffled oar
Silently rowed to the Charlestown shore,
Just as the moon rose over the bay,
Where swinging wide at her moorings lay
The Somerset, British man-of-war;
A phantom ship, with each mast and spar
Across the moon like a prison bar,
And a huge black hulk, that was magnified
By its own reflection in the tide.

Meanwhile, his friend through alley and street
Wanders and watches, with eager ears,
Till in the silence around him he hears
The muster of men at the barrack door,
The sound of arms, and the tramp of feet,
And the measured tread of the grenadiers,
Marching down to their boats on the shore.

Then he climbed the tower of the Old North Church,
By the wooden stairs, with stealthy tread,
To the belfry chamber overhead,
And startled the pigeons from their perch
On the sombre rafters, that round him made
Masses and moving shapes of shade,--
By the trembling ladder, steep and tall,
To the highest window in the wall,
Where he paused to listen and look down
A moment on the roofs of the town
And the moonlight flowing over all.

Beneath, in the churchyard, lay the dead,
In their night encampment on the hill,
Wrapped in silence so deep and still
That he could hear, like a sentinel's tread,
The watchful night-wind, as it went
Creeping along from tent to tent,
And seeming to whisper, "All is well!"
A moment only he feels the spell
Of the place and the hour, and the secret dread
Of the lonely belfry and the dead;
For suddenly all his thoughts are bent
On a shadowy something far away,
Where the river widens to meet the bay,--
A line of black that bends and floats
On the rising tide like a bridge of boats.

Meanwhile, impatient to mount and ride,
Booted and spurred, with a heavy stride
On the opposite shore walked Paul Revere.
Now he patted his horse's side,
Now he gazed at the landscape far and near,
Then, impetuous, stamped the earth,
And turned and tightened his saddle girth;
But mostly he watched with eager search
The belfry tower of the Old North Church,
As it rose above the graves on the hill,
Lonely and spectral and sombre and still.
And lo! as he looks, on the belfry's height
A glimmer, and then a gleam of light!
He springs to the saddle, the bridle he turns,
But lingers and gazes, till full on his sight
A second lamp in the belfry burns.

A hurry of hoofs in a village street,
A shape in the moonlight, a bulk in the dark,
And beneath, from the pebbles, in passing, a spark
Struck out by a steed flying fearless and fleet;
That was all! And yet, through the gloom and the light,
The fate of a nation was riding that night;
And the spark struck out by that steed, in his flight,
Kindled the land into flame with its heat.
He has left the village and mounted the steep,
And beneath him, tranquil and broad and deep,
Is the Mystic, meeting the ocean tides;
And under the alders that skirt its edge,
Now soft on the sand, now loud on the ledge,
Is heard the tramp of his steed as he rides.

It was twelve by the village clock
When he crossed the bridge into Medford town.
He heard the crowing of the cock,
And the barking of the farmer's dog,
And felt the damp of the river fog,
That rises after the sun goes down.

It was one by the village clock,
When he galloped into Lexington.
He saw the gilded weathercock
Swim in the moonlight as he passed,
And the meeting-house windows, black and bare,
Gaze at him with a spectral glare,
As if they already stood aghast
At the bloody work they would look upon.

It was two by the village clock,
When he came to the bridge in Concord town.
He heard the bleating of the flock,
And the twitter of birds among the trees,
And felt the breath of the morning breeze
Blowing over the meadow brown.
And one was safe and asleep in his bed
Who at the bridge would be first to fall,
Who that day would be lying dead,
Pierced by a British musket ball.

You know the rest. In the books you have read
How the British Regulars fired and fled,---
How the farmers gave them ball for ball,
>From behind each fence and farmyard wall,
Chasing the redcoats down the lane,
Then crossing the fields to emerge again
Under the trees at the turn of the road,
And only pausing to fire and load.

So through the night rode Paul Revere;
And so through the night went his cry of alarm
To every Middlesex village and farm,---
A cry of defiance, and not of fear,
A voice in the darkness, a knock at the door,
And a word that shall echo for evermore!
For, borne on the night-wind of the Past,
Through all our history, to the last,
In the hour of darkness and peril and need,
The people will waken and listen to hear
The hurrying hoof-beats of that steed,
And the midnight message of Paul Revere.

Paul Revere's Ride

Wonder if Palin was home schooled?

Actually the Longfellow poem was not historically accurate.

It was written in the 1860's to create a legend.

 

[shintao]

Palin is a half assed hack out to make a dime at the expense of frustrated Americans. She contributes nothing to the discussion, but shouting and yelling about shit she can't even be bothered to read up on.

She also looks down on teachers. And it shows.

Rightys always look down on the educated in some vain attempt to boost their intelligent quotient, an steer you to their common sense thinking, instead of scientific thinking of logic and facts. Thats why when a righty hits his thumb with a hammer, he is destine to do it again to verify his swollen thumb findings. He might then smash his forehead with a hammer to see if that blow is the source of his painful headaches.

 

[blu]

this is just example 1000000 why palin is an idiot and will be never be president

 

[shintao]

YouTube - ‪Barack Obama Sees Dead People‬‏

Imagine GWB making such a comment

Thanks Frank

I can image it. Bush could fuck up a wet dream. Gingrich screwed it up, so what? Gingrich Misquotes The Declaration Of Independence | Political Correction

 

[C_Clayton_Jones]

So some idiots are worried about a nursery rhime? When obama is changing the meaning of the constitution, presidential authority ad the words of the Declaration of Independence. You idiots needs to no what is important.

How exactly is Obama ‘changing the meaning of the Constitution,’ you’ve seemed to have forgotten to link examples and document this claim.

But generally your post makes no sense.

 

[rdean]

In talking about Paul Revere and his historic ride from Boston to Lexington — you know, the midnight ride where he warned of the advancing British — the half-term governor of Alaska, best-selling author and reality television star, said this:

He who warned, uh, the British that they weren’t going to be taking away our arms uh by ringing those bells and making sure as he’s riding his horse through town to send those warning shots and bells that we were going to be secure and we were going to be free. . . .

You can’t make this stuff up. Well, actually, Palin proves, once again, you can.

Sarah Palin claims Paul Revere warned the British - latimes.com

That's what Palin said.

Here's what actually happened (in prose), and I think that just about everyone who is over the age of 30 knows the first part by heart............

Listen my children and you shall hear
Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere,
On the eighteenth of April, in Seventy-five;
Hardly a man is now alive
Who remembers that famous day and year.
He said to his friend, "If the British march
By land or sea from the town to-night,
Hang a lantern aloft in the belfry arch
Of the North Church tower as a signal light,--
One if by land, and two if by sea;
And I on the opposite shore will be,
Ready to ride and spread the alarm
Through every Middlesex village and farm,
For the country folk to be up and to arm."

Then he said "Good-night!" and with muffled oar
Silently rowed to the Charlestown shore,
Just as the moon rose over the bay,
Where swinging wide at her moorings lay
The Somerset, British man-of-war;
A phantom ship, with each mast and spar
Across the moon like a prison bar,
And a huge black hulk, that was magnified
By its own reflection in the tide.

Meanwhile, his friend through alley and street
Wanders and watches, with eager ears,
Till in the silence around him he hears
The muster of men at the barrack door,
The sound of arms, and the tramp of feet,
And the measured tread of the grenadiers,
Marching down to their boats on the shore.

Then he climbed the tower of the Old North Church,
By the wooden stairs, with stealthy tread,
To the belfry chamber overhead,
And startled the pigeons from their perch
On the sombre rafters, that round him made
Masses and moving shapes of shade,--
By the trembling ladder, steep and tall,
To the highest window in the wall,
Where he paused to listen and look down
A moment on the roofs of the town
And the moonlight flowing over all.

Beneath, in the churchyard, lay the dead,
In their night encampment on the hill,
Wrapped in silence so deep and still
That he could hear, like a sentinel's tread,
The watchful night-wind, as it went
Creeping along from tent to tent,
And seeming to whisper, "All is well!"
A moment only he feels the spell
Of the place and the hour, and the secret dread
Of the lonely belfry and the dead;
For suddenly all his thoughts are bent
On a shadowy something far away,
Where the river widens to meet the bay,--
A line of black that bends and floats
On the rising tide like a bridge of boats.

Meanwhile, impatient to mount and ride,
Booted and spurred, with a heavy stride
On the opposite shore walked Paul Revere.
Now he patted his horse's side,
Now he gazed at the landscape far and near,
Then, impetuous, stamped the earth,
And turned and tightened his saddle girth;
But mostly he watched with eager search
The belfry tower of the Old North Church,
As it rose above the graves on the hill,
Lonely and spectral and sombre and still.
And lo! as he looks, on the belfry's height
A glimmer, and then a gleam of light!
He springs to the saddle, the bridle he turns,
But lingers and gazes, till full on his sight
A second lamp in the belfry burns.

A hurry of hoofs in a village street,
A shape in the moonlight, a bulk in the dark,
And beneath, from the pebbles, in passing, a spark
Struck out by a steed flying fearless and fleet;
That was all! And yet, through the gloom and the light,
The fate of a nation was riding that night;
And the spark struck out by that steed, in his flight,
Kindled the land into flame with its heat.
He has left the village and mounted the steep,
And beneath him, tranquil and broad and deep,
Is the Mystic, meeting the ocean tides;
And under the alders that skirt its edge,
Now soft on the sand, now loud on the ledge,
Is heard the tramp of his steed as he rides.

It was twelve by the village clock
When he crossed the bridge into Medford town.
He heard the crowing of the cock,
And the barking of the farmer's dog,
And felt the damp of the river fog,
That rises after the sun goes down.

It was one by the village clock,
When he galloped into Lexington.
He saw the gilded weathercock
Swim in the moonlight as he passed,
And the meeting-house windows, black and bare,
Gaze at him with a spectral glare,
As if they already stood aghast
At the bloody work they would look upon.

It was two by the village clock,
When he came to the bridge in Concord town.
He heard the bleating of the flock,
And the twitter of birds among the trees,
And felt the breath of the morning breeze
Blowing over the meadow brown.
And one was safe and asleep in his bed
Who at the bridge would be first to fall,
Who that day would be lying dead,
Pierced by a British musket ball.

You know the rest. In the books you have read
How the British Regulars fired and fled,---
How the farmers gave them ball for ball,
>From behind each fence and farmyard wall,
Chasing the redcoats down the lane,
Then crossing the fields to emerge again
Under the trees at the turn of the road,
And only pausing to fire and load.

So through the night rode Paul Revere;
And so through the night went his cry of alarm
To every Middlesex village and farm,---
A cry of defiance, and not of fear,
A voice in the darkness, a knock at the door,
And a word that shall echo for evermore!
For, borne on the night-wind of the Past,
Through all our history, to the last,
In the hour of darkness and peril and need,
The people will waken and listen to hear
The hurrying hoof-beats of that steed,
And the midnight message of Paul Revere.

Paul Revere's Ride

Wonder if Palin was home schooled?

Actually the Longfellow poem was not historically accurate.

It was written in the 1860's to create a legend.

So PR really did "warn the British"?

 

[rdean]

Can someone provide a link where PR "warned" the British?

Please. It doesn't matter. Obama said something or other once upon a time so of course Palin is excused for being stupid.

There is a "vast" difference. Obama was throwing out an "off the cuff" comment. Like when he said he visited 57 states which we know he made 57 consecutive state visits.

Palin was involved in a "teaching moment". She was "teaching" the United States the importance of "patriots" such as "Paul Revere" and why what he did was so important. Only, what she said he did, he didn't really do.

To me, the difference is obvious.

 

[paperview]

That's what Palin said.

Here's what actually happened (in prose), and I think that just about everyone who is over the age of 30 knows the first part by heart............



Paul Revere's Ride

Wonder if Palin was home schooled?

Actually the Longfellow poem was not historically accurate.

It was written in the 1860's to create a legend.

So PR really did "warn the British"?

No. But the poem took a lot of liberties with the details.

No one should cite it as a true rendition of the exact event.

 

[Samson]

Actually the Longfellow poem was not historically accurate.

It was written in the 1860's to create a legend.

So PR really did "warn the British"?

No. But the poem took a lot of liberties with the details.

No one should cite it as a true rendition of the exact event.

You mean. its like the bible?

 

[Immanuel]

That's what Palin said.

Here's what actually happened (in prose), and I think that just about everyone who is over the age of 30 knows the first part by heart............



Paul Revere's Ride

Wonder if Palin was home schooled?

Actually the Longfellow poem was not historically accurate.

It was written in the 1860's to create a legend.

So PR really did "warn the British"?

Hehe,

Maybe she was right after all?

Immie

 

[Stephanie]

Palin is a half assed hack out to make a dime at the expense of frustrated Americans. She contributes nothing to the discussion, but shouting and yelling about shit she can't even be bothered to read up on.

She also looks down on teachers. And it shows.

Rightys always look down on the educated in some vain attempt to boost their intelligent quotient, an steer you to their common sense thinking, instead of scientific thinking of logic and facts. Thats why when a righty hits his thumb with a hammer, he is destine to do it again to verify his swollen thumb findings. He might then smash his forehead with a hammer to see if that blow is the source of his painful headaches.

WOW, that was dumb. you didn't look intelligent with this AT ALL.

 

[rightwinger]

So some idiots are worried about a nursery rhime? When obama is changing the meaning of the constitution, presidential authority ad the words of the Declaration of Independence. You idiots needs to no what is important.

How exactly is Obama ‘changing the meaning of the Constitution,’ you’ve seemed to have forgotten to link examples and document this claim.

But generally your post makes no sense.

He heard Glenn Beck say it numerous times....so it must be true

 

[Stephanie]

So some idiots are worried about a nursery rhime? When obama is changing the meaning of the constitution, presidential authority ad the words of the Declaration of Independence. You idiots needs to no what is important.

How exactly is Obama ‘changing the meaning of the Constitution,’ you’ve seemed to have forgotten to link examples and document this claim.

But generally your post makes no sense.

He heard Glenn Beck say it numerous times....so it must be true

Man you guys need some NEW LINES, really. these are all stale and boring already.