Our Friends Across the Aisle

James Copenhaver, man shot at Trump Butler rally, dies of complications from injuries… David Dutch was also wounded in the shooting but survived. Butler County firefighter Corey Comperatore was shot and killed in the bleachers behind Trump’s dais that day. [More]

Make no mistake: Democrats who want Trump dead want you dead, too. And a third is just those willing to admit it.

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David Codrea is a long-time gun owner rights advocate who defiantly challenges the folly of citizen disarmament. View all posts by admin

3 thoughts on “Our Friends Across the Aisle”

So does this mean that the would-be assassin will now be liable for murder, as John Hinckley became 33 years after he shot James Brady?

Henry says:

September 25, 2026 at 3:49 am

Scratch that thought — he was liable for the murder of a different bystander already. This would “just” be another count.

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Jumbo shrimp
Cherry tart (think about it)
Tactical nuke
and my new fav.
Friends across the aisle.

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