Ferguson

Gotta get down to it.  Cops are cutting us down.

And not a damned thing is being done about it.  I listened to that shitbag prosecutor announce the grand jury result last night, and all I could hear was another pile of privilege and power sprinkling sugar on a turd and telling us it was a brownie.  He let that murdering thug cop, ostensibly the defendant in the case, give a narrative account of his version of the incident, including how the victim was supposedly pummeling him, and offered no contrary evidence, such as the hospital pictures showing that Officer Thug had no injuries and hadn't been hit with anything more substantial than a feather.  Yet another stacked deck protecting the 1%'s enforcers.

Now the protests have started.  The cops went straight for the tear gas, but the protesters were ready and ran the cops out of town.  Now one of two things will happen.  Either the forces of injustice will sit back and wait for the protesters to burn themselves out, or they'll send in the troops.  If the former, the protesters have to be ready to escalate this and move it to richer targets, i.e. banks, office towers, gated communities.  Take the war to them.  If the latter, they'd better be ready to gun up because the National Guard will come in with armor and heavy fire with authorization to turn Ferguson into a free-fire zone.  The protesters need to be ready to give them Mogadishu.  Either way, either we go to war or this blows away, and nothing is gained.

BTW, all you Norsefire rednecks with your heads in your Fox, if you think cops are just doing this to "uppity niggers", think again.  If you don't get on your knees and get get your nose up the 1%'s ass when ordered, they'll leave you in a ditch no matter your color.

Third Way, Turd Way

I have come to the conclusion that Janan Ganesh, column-inch-ist for the Financial Times, is a whore and a walking sewer.  In his latest raging pantsload (No, I'm not going to provide a link.), he once again takes aim at Labour leader Ed Miliband (What a shock.).  There are many things to legitimately chew on Miliband about.  He's the embodiment of what's wrong with Labour.  That he's the party chief shows how dire Labour's straits are.  The man is not and never will be ready for prime time.  But Jawbone Garnish goes after Miliband because he's (Wait for it.) leftwing.  Quelle horreur!  Garnish thinks all of us on the left should be praying for the second coming of Tony "TB for Tuberculosis" Blair and his Third Way.  That glorious Third Way is nothing but Toryism without established religion and skinheads (Which given your ethnicity, Jawbone, you ought to pay more attention to.  Yet you remain a Tory.  The Tory's did explain that you have this cushy post so they can use you for a token in the same way "Uncle Thomas" Sowell is used here in the US by the Rethuglicans, didn't they?  No?  Tool.).  The UK doesn't need a return of TB.  It doesn't need Cameron.  And it sure as Hell doesn't need Clegg.  If these are your only alternatives to Miliband's leftwingedness (And I note, Garnish, that you only snipe, never solve.  Typical right winger.), then you need to leave your little sinecure and become one of those entrepreneur's whose altar you worship at and whom you believe will save everything, say by running a curry cart in the East End, although I'm sure that would tax your capitalism skills far beyond their limit and send you running back to Tory arms begging for any PR position they'll give you.

This is the Day

This is the day historians will look back on and say, "The United States ended here."  This is the day the Rethuglicans took control of both houses of Congress, and so, with the Fascist Five in control of the SCOTUS and Barack Handjob Obama in the White House, the 1% gained formal control of the government.  This is the day when trying to survive as an ordinary person in this country became of necessity a criminal activity and the only way for democracy to return required blood in the streets.  This is the day when the rest of the world decided we were too stupid and too dangerous to put up with and started taking steps to neutralize with extreme prejudice, such as removing the lynch pin of the survival of our economy, the dollar's status as the world's reserve currency, and using every tool available to infiltrate and destroy our nuclear, biological, and chemical weapons stockpiles so we could no longer retaliate.  This is the day our stupidity grew too great for our resources to overcome.  This is the day the United States starts spinning in.

Meet the Mormons

The new piece of Mormon propaganda, Meet the Mormons, is hitting the theaters.  It's such a special piece of fluff that The Brethren are apparently twisting members arms to attend and boost the ticket sales.  So typical.  Who cares if the only people who see this flak-fest are already members.  Look at the numbers!

The closest I'm going to get to this thing is the billboards, and when I saw the title, just one thing popped into my head (The following is copyrighted, and the use of the "Flintstones Theme" constitutes fair use.):

Mormons!
Meet the Mormons!
They're the modern Stone Age faithful freaks.
From the State of Utah, they're a pack of white, suburban geeks.
Someday, they will show up at your door,
Asking if you'll let them tell you more.
When you're with the Mormons,
Everything is so delightsome,
It's really frightsome,
They'll drag you back in time!