You want to get 100,000 people together to do something? Fine. If you're going to go, go big, or get back on the porch. Bring your rifles, surround the Capitol, (which means plan out all the exits, and blockade them too, starting with the subway tunnels they'd use to escape you) and tell all comers that you want the traitors handed over at once, and start trying and executing them on the porticoes, on national television. Shoot any motherfuckers who resist you, and any motherfuckers, inside or out, who point guns at you. In the face. Be prepared for a lot of casualties, on both sides. But if you're not willing to do that, because it's massively against the law, (and believe me, it is, yuuuugely), you're not patriots, you're just pussies.
You pissed your pants yesterday, for all the good you did, or might have done. And now you look foolish, clueless, and naive. Which you were. And your pants are wet.
Sh*t happens. Get back up, change your pants, and don't f**k things up next time. There will be a next time. Probably the first of hundreds, if not thousands, of such skirmishes. Yesterday was a start, not an end.
"Analiza generală" am reprodus-o aici.
Tot la Raconteur, nişte sugestii utile pentru cine ştie despre ce-i vorba (cele şase fotografii-montaj succesive de la sfârşitul postării). Mă îndoiesc că andrisanţii reali ar înţelege mesajul. ("Everything's on the table" cuts both ways, youngsters.)
Raconteur Report:
A Few Notes
Do we condemn anything that happened yesterday by those who marched on and took control of the Capitol?
Not one damned thing.
And we note that the only homicide occurred by the hands of Capitol Police, on an unarmed woman and military veteran protesting non-violently. Window-breaking, when last we looked, even in the federal code, is not a capital offense meriting the death penalty, let alone summary execution, and the mostly empty Senate Chamber is neither the President's occupied bedroom, nor the SAC NORAD Command HQ.
Dear law enforcement, from dog catchers to Attorneys general,