Did Ted Nugent Just Come Out for NRA Reform?

The NRA would still be paying for his suits. The amount of money LaPierre would get for leaving is probably more than he made the past 5 years.

A plane crash is sad and amazing at the same time.

I like your visuals…

TOS Episode?

That was an absolutely AWESOME visual your comments prompted! Thanks!

Sounds like a scene straight out of Idiocracy

It could happen. Both DJT and ‘ole Ted are both steeped in performance art. They’re understand immediately how well this would work. And nobody, but nobody except them could possibly pull something like this off. Except maybe ZZ TOP. They could do it too.

Umm…. jail?

If you don’t see the writing on the wall then wake up. They can tax us and try to take our rights too. Remember what Lexington and Concord was about. Remember the shot heard around the world. This was about taxes by the king and gun confiscation. The four father’s lived in this time of tyranny with tryrants who wanted control of all things. Look at the people who are now in your federal state and even local city councils. They say it’s about public safety, ban at rifles and standard capacity mags. Same thing different time. That’s why if you own any firearm you need to be involved to stop them before it’s to late. By the way read the United Nations arms control treaty. It speaks of these thing of banning semi auto rifle and hi cap mags. But Trump removed our country from this agreement. Please I encourage you and all gun owners to stand up and keep your rights now and for the future. It’s to important to throw in the trash can. Some soldier in a war far away give thier life so you can speak freely and to bear arms. This makes all the other amendments possible. Thank you sir.

Tell that Californians

Some of his music is OK, some is even quite good. But the man himself in his own words

Interviewer: How did you get out of the draft?
Ted Nugent: Ted was a young boy, appearing to be a hippie but quite opposite in fact, working hard and playing hard, playing rock and roll like a deviant. People would question my sanity, I played so much. So I got my notice to be in the draft. Do you think I was gonna lay down my guitar and go play army? Give me a break! I was busy doin’ it to it. I had a career Jack. If I was walkin’ around, hippying down, getting’ loaded and pickin’ my ass like your common curs, I’d say “Hey yeah, go in the army. Beats the poop out of scuffin’ around in the gutters.” But I wasn’t a gutter dog. I was a hard workin’, mother****in’ rock and roll musician.

I got my physical notice 30 days prior to. Well, on that day I ceased cleansing my body. No more brushing my teeth, no more washing my hair, no baths, no soap, no water. Thirty days of debris build. I stopped shavin’ and I was 18, had a little scraggly beard, really looked like a hippie. I had long hair, and it started gettin’ kinky, matted up. Then two weeks before, I stopped eating any food with nutritional value. I just had chips, Pepsi, beer-stuff I never touched-buttered poop, little jars of Polish sausages, and I’d drink the syrup, I was this side of death, Then a week before, I stopped going to the bathroom. I did it in my pants. poop, piss the whole shot. My pants got crusted up.

See, I approached the whole thing like, Ted Nugent, cool hard-workin’ dude, is gonna wreak havoc on these imbeciles in the armed forces. I’m gonna play their own game, and I’m gonna destroy ’em. Now my whole body is crusted in poop and piss. I was ill. And three or four days before, I started stayin’ awake. I was close to death, but I was in control. I was extremely antidrug as I’ve always been, but I snorted some crystal methedrine. Talk about one wounded motherf*cker. A guy put up four lines, and it was for all four of us, but I didn’t know and I’m vacuuming that poop right up. I was a walking, talking hunk of human poop. I was six-foot-three of sin. So the guys took me down to the physical, and my nerves, my emotions were distraught. I was not a good person. I was wounded. But as painful and nauseous as it was — ’cause I was really into bein’ clean and on the ball — I made gutter swine hippies look like football players. I was deviano.

So I went in, and those guys in uniform couldn’t believe the smell. They were ridiculin’ me and pushin’ me around and I was cryin’, but all the time I was laughin’ to myself. When they stuck the needle in my arm for the blood test I passed out, and when I came to they were kicking me into the wall. Then they made everybody take off their pants, and I did, and this sergeant says, “Oh my God, put those back on! You f*cking swine you!” Then they had a urine test and I couldn’t piss, But my poop was just like ooze, man, so I poop in the cup and put it on the counter. I had poop on my hand and my arm. The guy almost puked. I was so proud. I knew I had these chumps beat. The last thing I remember was wakin’ up in the ear test booth and they were sweepin’ up. So I went home and cleaned up.

I guess people see themselves in him.

I find him pathetic and every day I don’t hear him speak is a good day.

Life membership and above gets you EVEN MORE opportunities to contribute to WLP’s wardrobe, intern support, and retirement fund, but nothing else. My wife even gets calls from “Mrs LaPierre”. I might too, as my legal first name could be taken as masculine or feminine, but have given up answering unless they leave voicemail.

Seems to me that 76 members on a board of directors scattered across the country, many of them celebrity stunt members, is a purposeful recipe for getting nothing done.

Attendance at board meetings is dismal. None of the BoD knows what the rest of the BoD is up to, let alone what’s cooking in the executive suite.

The only way this changes for the better is if 40+ people pull their heads out of their asses, fire WLP, and voluntarily fire themselves, too. They can run for the board again if they want, but this whole rotten structure needs to be pulled down and rebuilt.