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pitchfork warningIt doesn’t matter if you’ve made a fortune selling pitchforks, if a mob is about to use one on you.

Yes, I advocate violence. It is not the last resort of the incompetent, it is simply the last resort.

From time to time, the Tree of Liberty need be watered… with the blood of tyrants. And Republicans.

You, will not be a problem.

Young Mr Drum, over at Mother Jones:

Well. I grew up with a house full of Adler typewriters, all of them fine products of German engineering. I think later on they became fine products of not-so-German engineering, but I’m sure it’s still possible to find some of the old school models. They should work a treat for creating documents that are safe from prying eyes, since we all know that spies were never able to steal documents prior to the digital era.

Emphasis added.

That is all.

225px-Rachel_corrieSixteen dead “Americans” in fourteen years. One young woman run over, backed up over and run over again with a bulldozer. The most recent forced to drink the gasoline poured upon him before being lit on fire and exploding. Anyone who can defend that kind of behavior is a hairless ape. Is less than sufficiently evolved. Less than human. Of course, an entire ethnicity predicated upon their ancestors having interbred with aliens…

Israel is a Terrorist State. The Mother of All Terrorist States. An utterly foreign occupier perpetrating an “American” taxpayer conceived, financed and moraD8Catlly sanctioned genocide upon the indigenous descendants of the “biblical hebrew”. It has no “right” to exist and this world will never know Peace until it does not.

We are legion. We do not forgive. We do not forget.

You’re either with us, or against us.

The crowd of 200 outside the station in Murrieta waved signs and sometimes shouted at each other. One banner read: “Proud LEGAL American. It doesn’t work any other way.” Another countered: “Against illegal immigration? Great! Go back to Europe!”

Go back where you came from, white dog, you’re not welcome here.

We are legion. We do not forgive. We do not forget.

Fear us.

blackcatThe local tele is reporting Hobby Lobby is opening a store in what appears to be the old Sears anchor at the Bend River Mall. Rest assured I nor any of mine will do business with those the Supreme Court of the Untied States of “America” have held to be as “Christians” above the law, and I call on any locals who might actually read this to do the same. Indeed, I will boycott the entire promenade.

“Sin”, is beneath me. Perhaps too, the law.

We are legion. We do not forgive. We do not forget.

You’re either with us, or against us.

Whose side are you on?

Or how I say it? Read Charlie Pierce on the sheer fucking meanness now dominant in our political culture:

But there is something different abroad in the politics now, perhaps because we are in the middle of an era of scarcity and because we have invested ourselves in a timid culture of austerity and doubt. The system seems too full now of opportunities to grind and to bully. We have politicians, most of whom will never have to work another day in their lives, making the argument seriously that there is no role in self-government for the protection and welfare of the political commonwealth as that term applies to the poorest among us. We have politicians, most of whom have gilt-edged health care plans, making the argument seriously that an insurance-friendly system of health-care reform is in some way bad for the people whom it is helping the most, and we have politicians seriously arguing that those without health-care somehow are more free than the people who have turned to their government, their self-government, for help in this area. In the wake of a horrific outbreak of violence in a Connecticut elementary school, we have enacted gun laws now that make it easier to shoot our fellow citizens and not harder to do so. Our police forces equip themselves with weapons of war and then go out and look for wars to fight. We are cheap. We are suspicious. We will shoot first, and we will do it with hearts grown cold and, yes, cruel.

We cheer for cruelty and say that we are asking for personal responsibility among those people who are not us, because the people who are not us do not deserve the same benefits of the political commonwealth that we have. In our politics, we have become masters of camouflage. We practice fiscal cruelty and call it an economy. We practice legal cruelty and call it justice. We practice environmental cruelty and call it opportunity. We practice vicarious cruelty and call it entertainment. We practice rhetorical cruelty and call it debate. We set the best instincts of ourselves in conflict with each other until they tear each other to ribbons, and until they are no longer our best instincts but something dark and bitter and corroborate with itself. And then it fights all the institutions that our best instincts once supported, all the elements of the political commonwealth that we once thought permanent, all the arguments that we once thought settled — until there is a terrible kind of moral self-destruction that touches those institutions and leaves them soft and fragile and, eventually, evanescent. We do all these things, cruelty running through them like hot blood, and we call it our politics.

Because of that, the daily gunplay no longer surprises us. The rising rates of poverty no longer surprise us. The chaos of our lunatic public discourse no longer surprises us. We make war based on lies and deceit because cruelty is seen to be enough, seen to be the immutable law of the modern world. We make policy based on being as tough as we can on the weakest among us, because cruelty is seen to be enough, seen to be the fundamental morality behind what ultimately is merely the law of the jungle. We do all these things, cruelty running through them like a cold river, and we call it our politics.

You can’t have it both ways, assholes. You want me to treat you with civility and respect, show me some civility and respect. Else, go fuck yourself.

And fear me.

It doesn’t matter if you’ve made a fortune in pitchforks futures

pitchfork warning

… if a mob is about to use one on you.

We are legion. We do not forgive. We do not forget. Expect us.



On this day in 1876, Gen.custer2 George Custer led his 7th Cavalry regiment to their demise in Montana.  The Battle of Little Big Horn was one of the biggest defeats suffered by the U.S. Army in the genocide of First Americans.   It is only in recent years that proper attention has been paid to the role of atrocities by Custer and other military leaders in stirring up the wrath of oppressed  First Americans.

It should be noted that Custer’s men were wiped out in part because the Army Quartermaster refused to permit them to carry repeating rifles – which supposedly wasted ammo. The First Americans didn’t have a quartermaster, so they had repeating rifles, and the rest is history.

We do not forgive. We do not forget.

Fear us.

The Washington Post claims Deschutes County has the highest “gun store”-to-museum and library ratio in the nation, at 7 to 1.

The report is based on data from the Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco, Firearms and Explosives, which shows Deschutes County has 114 federally licensed gun dealers, while the Institute of Museum and Library Services says the county only has 17 libraries and museums.

Nothing to argue there: we have exactly two (unaffordable) museums and the library system has been so heavily censored by the reich-wing “christian” tea bagger dog-shit around here it isn’t worth visiting.


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