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Texas Massacre Hero, Stephen Willeford, Describes Stopping Gunman on Louder With Crowder

by on November 7, 2017

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  • ghostsniper November 7, 2017, 1:10 PM

    Wait.
    I thought the word was that the hoon offed hisself?
    If so, where are all these *hero’s* coming from?
    Oh that’s right.
    Participation trophies for all!

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  • Casey Klahn November 7, 2017, 1:38 PM

    The perp took a round in the torso, and in the leg, from the citizen shooter. The story is that he shot himself at the end of the getaway, and I’m not sure how that part goes. The citizen shooter wholly disabused the perp of what he planned to do next, which could’ve included shooting up another church, or a WalMart, or you name it.

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  • bgarrett November 7, 2017, 4:02 PM

    Crowder: What can I do to help you?
    Willeford: I cant even go out of the house because of the media. Get them out of here
    Crowder:………………silence………………..says nothing, does nothing

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  • John A. Fleming November 7, 2017, 5:08 PM

    The USA has occasional hysterias. It’s been that way since the Salem Trials. I think this is another one. Loser and lost men think they are allowed a moment of revenge-driven madness on their way to the abyss. Most hysterias burn themselves out, as people slowly recognize the evil being done . This is not like that, this will have to be excised.

    I don’t think there’s a way to identify these men in advance. I think there’s something in our culture that has been lost, something that once stayed the acts of these men.

    This idea of dragging screaming innocents into the pit in order to not be alone, that must be purged. It will have to done by indirect means. The next time somebody is acting out his evil last moments, he ought to first see a forest of black-pitted muzzles pointing right back at him. If he’s sending evil down-range, he should damn well know that he’s gonna get a sustained volley of righteous return fire. Like what happened to the Daltons at Coffeyville, and the James-Youngers’ at Northfield. We must return to those days, at least for a while.

    My brothers, we men are not granted lives of peace and tranquility, but one of duty and honor. It is our privilege to defend our civilization against its enemies.

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  • ghostsniper November 7, 2017, 6:09 PM

    It’s a little bigger than that John.
    Look at what this loser brought onto his family.
    The scorn, the embarrassment.
    Or maybe they don’t care.
    Whatever.

    I come from a time when such things mattered.
    You do not bring bad attention to your family.
    Ever.
    If you did the family disowned you.

    If, when I was 23 and fresh out of the army, I had went bezeek and killed a bunch of people that “hero” wouldn’t have had a chance to shoot me cause my dad and his 2 brothers and my own 2 brothers would have chased me down instantly and I would have wished I was dead when they were through with me then they would have dragged me to the police dept and turned my ass in.

    In the graduating class of 1972 at Fort Myers High School in Fort Myers, Florida there were several hundred students and out of all of them one girl became pregnant and she was quickly removed from the school. Just one. You don’t bring bad attention to your family nor your community and especially your school.

    Contrast that with today. A girl getting pregnant while still in school is a badge of success, plus, the gov’t will reward her greatly. Everyone has traded true pride for false bravado and charcter doesn’t matter. Thank you Jethro Klintin.

    Hollow, worthless people, lacking in substance and these shooters are endemic.

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  • Howard Nelson November 7, 2017, 6:31 PM

    The brutal truth is that in an American adult male population of about 100,000,000, human nature extremes have resulted in about 5 – 10 mass murderers in recent years.
    Go find and disempower them before they murder.
    Don’t forget to ferret out deliberate polluters, pharmaceutical safety fakers, VA neglectful administrators, automotive safety sellouts, …,
    resulting in 1000s of unnecessary deaths (murders, maimings).

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  • Nori November 7, 2017, 6:31 PM

    No participation trophies in rural Texas. Mr Willeford & Mr Langendorff will be rewarded with a phalanx of media on their doorsteps, and vicious twatteratie in the twitterverse. Their quick-thinking,level-headedness is unfathomable to the people shoving mics in their faces.
    In the next few days,they will be honored to attend the funerals of their townspeople,including the small children shot point-blank to hush their crying.
    Willeford & Langendorff are normies in the America I was blessed to grow up in.

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  • Casey Klahn November 7, 2017, 7:57 PM

    Well said, Miss Nori.

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  • Snakepit Kansas November 8, 2017, 5:07 AM

    The man was well trained in firearms and when the time came, had enough courage to face the elephant.

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  • Vanderleun November 8, 2017, 6:26 PM

    That’s right on the money, Kansas.

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