We was all young oncet! But we wasn’t all bombers.
Remember Bill Ayers? You used to see his picture in the post office; he blew things up. Somehow he went from a “Most Wanted” terrorist to a revered “educator”–and mentor to that menace, Obama. Here he is basking in the TV limelight, a few years ago.
The findings are from a survey by “Civiqs” which asked, “Do you support or oppose the BLM movement?”
So after a year of rioting, crime, lies, and hypocrisy–the Marxists who founded this group are living very high on the hog–BLM has forfeited just about all the good will generated by the name, “Black Lives Matter”: like if you oppose them in any way, you must believe black lives don’t matter. No virtue-signaling, college-trained, useful idiot white liberal would ever risk that.
By and large, the survey found that Democrats–of course–are still in love with the rioters of BLM. The loss of support comes mostly from Independents.
Damn! And our Free & Independent Nooze Media tried so hard to keep ’em popular!
Is it time for the Left to switch back over to Climbit Chainge?
It’s getting crazier and crazier out there, and at some point it’s going to bring our whole civilization crashing down. You can only go so far, insisting that some fat guy in a wig and wearing a dress is a woman, before you’re no longer spouting poppycock on purpose but spouting it because you don’t know the difference between horse-schiff and reality anymore.
A few years earlier, a member of the Ontario “Human Rights” Commission made news by suggesting that people’s circles of friends weren’t “diverse” enough and the government should step in and assign friendships. They took that off their website when people saw it and got infuriated.
But see, that’s our problem. We never get mad enough to put these Far Left psychos and tinpot tyrants out of business. The heat always dies down, and then they’re back at it with the crazy schiff. They’ll never stop until we stop them.
Well… yeah! You guys, for starters. I’m plenty worried about you.
Facebook urges users to “get advice from people who escaped violent extremist groups” and offers a link to a bunch of leftids called “Life After Hate,” who claim “to help people leave far-right groups.” Sheesh.
Let me get off a letter to Facebook while I think of it–because it so happens I do know somebody who seems to be becoming an extremist.
“Dear Facebook–I am very concerned for my friend Joe Biden, who has spent an awful lot of time with Chinese Communist Party members–and we all know who’s the most violent gang of extremists on the planet, don’t we? Yup, that would be the CCP, the most prolific mass murderers in all of human history. But Joe thinks they’re swell! And contacting Life After Hate won’t help because they think communism’s groovy, too.
“How can I get Joe back onto the path of sanity? Please advise!”
This was one of the iconic images of my childhood: Soviet dictator Nikita Khrushchev banging his shoe on the rostrum at the UN General Assembly. He was freaking out because they’d just shot down an American spy plane over Russia. Gasp! Oh, no! Did you say a spy plane? You mean you spied on us? [Bangs shoe on podium]
The hypocrisy was not lost on many people. Not even on 11-year-old kids.
Today, somehow I find it impossible to believe in the sincerity, or even the sanity, of some paunchy, middle-aged white liberal sitting behind a posh desk at The Guardian yelling and banging his shoe because there aren’t enough Minority central characters in children’s fiction and the government had ought to do something about it! Like dictate the content of books before they’re written! They could set up a special government agency just for that.
And in the interests of having it both ways, Hasbro has left the toys themselves virtually unchanged.
Mark Simone says that if anything can kill the Far Left Crazy, it’ll be this absurd fetish of being mortally offended by totally trivial and silly things… like the “gender” of Mr./Mrs./Ms./Fhz. Potato Head. If that’s what gets you cranking, there’s obviously something wrong with you and no one should listen to you anymore.
The whole Woke Idol being cast down, in the end, by Mr. Potato Head…