In the spirit of the Trump campaign’s “Stop the Bullshit” campaign would anyone like to shed a little light on how law enforcement around the U.S. Capitol failed to imagine that 10,000 raving assholes bent on protecting the “USA!USA!USA!” from being taken over by pedophile socialists might NOT possibly pose a threat to national security last Wednesday?

Yeah, right; come up with something quick before it stinks a little too much to stomach, because all these half-ass “explanations” as to why “patriots” are less of a threat [aside from the fact that they are overwhelmingly white, which is no explanation at all] than people who believe Black Lives Matter don’t pass muster. A few days out it does seem like that party in the tent before Trump’s pep rally on the ellipse was expected to segue into a much larger celebration if some of the vastly outnumbered Capitol Police had not turned out to be “traitors” and obstructed the anticipated Takeover of Congress or maybe I’ve just read too much Pynchon, “Vineland”* in particular…

On the other hand maybe their point of view just has to do with a lack of what the other side calls “brainwashing” and we naively think of as education…the view from there being we [or I] are completely misled by books and history whereas they – they! – have the unassailable right wing media to bolster what we – we! – consider completely delusional.  How could they be wrong?  They’re on the Right, in the right and the further Right ya go the better; America Must Be Rescued!…or maybe it’s as simple as a sea change in self-esteem so that this is no longer

enough for a Real Man and has to be this;

Anyway, basta con fucking questo…amidst the clowns were lodged some serious threats, often

from Dixie – “I just picked up the hand ties and was looking for a [said with obsequious respect] ‘Law Enforcement Officer’ to give them to.”  Sure you were, bubba, you lying sack of Texas Air Force vet shit, and then put them in your combat gear [the better to protect your sorry ass from “BLM and Antifa”] and forgot about them. It seems the traitorous Capitol Police shot another Air Force vet [what’s up with the USAF?] while she was heroically trying to bust into the senate chambers and one other guy died of a heart attack under allegedly hilarious circumstances**. A traitorous cop died of wounds trying to hold off the mob and after being entertained by the spectacle for hours on the privacy of his White House TV Trump reluctantly called it off.

Down at the harbor our one Trumpian loyalist subsequently stowed his red and blue flags and now flies a white one; secret message or surrender, who knows?  Only Q-anon.

The weather continued

and two doors down an Emergency occurred; emergency forestalled one way or another as after forty minutes the trucks pulled out a few minutes apart, lights out and quietly.  Hmmm…

Well if it was a pretty girl over there we sure hope they fixed her.

Saturday’s fog burned off quickly

allowing lunch out with the Inkies,

as much a danger to pizzelles

as stuff like this beautifully designed and realized Chinese hose nozzle  would be to our precarious economy even if the best of times. Which these aren’t; an otherwise peaceful day

[only here, apparently] was enlivened when a “Patriot March” through recreational San Diego was marred by attacks from “Antifa” to reinforce the right’s rights to violently respond [this time they didn’t] but…”Antifa”?  Seems like they never get caught, never get arrested; good gig if you can get it.  Government work, most likely.  Or am I now revisiting the seventies overmuch? COINTELPRO, [1956 – ] anyone? Awww…it can’t happen here.

Happy Headlines, “Antifa”!

*My takeaway from that book always circled back to the double agents-provacateurs and inflammatory insertions into dissident groups, all of which was very very real coming out of the sixties and into the seventies.  Political piggies, indeed. But it can’t happen here.

** The following was sent me by a friend who monitors the media more closely than I do;

The late Kevin Greeson, 55, of Athens, Alabama, is among the five who perished at the Capitol. The photo [not shown, of him brandishing two assault rifles in front of a Christmas tree] is taken from his Parler post captioned “I hope those motherfuckers come to my hood.” I am uncertain who the referenced motherfuckers are. Mr Greeson was listed as having died due to a “medical emergency.” For reasons which will become obvious, no reputable news source would likely confirm the details that have emerged about his cause of death regardless of their truth, but I suspect that you will accept them as true, as I have, because of the comfort that they bring you.
Naturally, we do not rejoice in the suffering and death of a fellow human being because that would be heartless and cruel. I am not saying there is always an exception that proves the rule, but if there is, some might think this is it.
Mr. Greeson was part of the mob that entered the Capitol building during the electoral college vote count on Wednesday, January 6. He did not bring any of the guns pictured with him into the building but he was carrying his taser gun. Although according to his family he did not go to Washington to take part in any rioting but to be a witness to history, he apparently got caught up in the moment. Seeing a painting of longtime House Speaker Thomas P. “Tip” O’Neill, Mr. Greeson sought to steal the painting in the midst of the chaos. Placing his taser between his thighs in order to reach with both arms to remove the painting from the wall, he tensed his leg muscles in a manner which caused the weapon, by this time quite unfortunately aimed at his nutsack, to accidentally discharge. The muscle contractions prompted by his tasing himself in the scrotum caused the weapon to remain between his legs and to repeatedly discharge at point blank range, ultimately causing him to go into cardiac arrest, fall limply to the marble floor of the hallowed halls of Congress, and ultimately to expire.

To summarize, Mr Greeson died as a result of a heart attack caused by his tasing himself repeatedly in the balls while attempting to steal a painting of Tip O’Neill during his participation in a riotous insurrection designed to disrupt the counting of electoral college votes in the presidential election. It’s always a comfort to know that someone died for his beliefs. Kevin believed the election was tainted. He believed that therefore he should get a free painting of the late house speaker Tip O’Neill for his living room. He believed that it was a good idea to hold his loaded taser between his legs.
Rest In Peace.