Wow. Was today exciting or what?


Even in a gasmask, yowza.

Holy fucking moly. Just when I thought nothing was going on in the world, a fascist coup decided to go down (and fuck up) in Ecuador. The federal police took the president prisoner in the military hospital where he’d recently had knee surgery, and tear-gassed rioting ensued. So far, the Red Cross reports two dead (both police) and 88 injured. (Sadly, we can expect these tolls to rise.)

President Correa finally made it out of the hospital, with the help of a hefty contingent of loyal soldiers and citizens who fought it out barrel-to-barrel with the police in an intense firefight; he was spirited out from an underground parking garage in a grey truck. His rescuers pulled him out in a wheelchair with a gasmask on his face to protect him against the tear gas which the cops were shooting with no regard for the other patients at the hospital (including at least 20 newborn babies, so’s you know. Yeah, those fascists value human life so much!)

I ended up spending the night hunched over a hot (and often balky) tweeter, RTing and translating headlines from Spanish to English. And biting my nails for President Correa, and vowing to kill anyone who harmed one hair on that fine head of his. And cursing the crappy reporting from all the Anglo sources, including the usual shitty suspects (Chicken Noodle Network; the fucking Torygraph, with its creative use of quotation marks) and the otherwise excellent (Al-Jazeera, HOW COULD YOU?) They all wrongly reported that Correa had cut police salaries; in fact, he has doubled them. And there is ample evidence that the CIA was behind this one, too…where is it ever not?

Anyhow, other than my own frenetic tweetlings, there was Otto, keeping score here, here, here and here. He was awesome in his own right, and I was thankful he was still tweeting when my birdie temporarily lost its cheep.

And how about those UNASUR leaders? In spite of tremendous political differences, they were unanimous in condemning the coup. They are meeting in Buenos Aires as I write this. Chavecito was first and loudest in condemning the coup; Fidel predicted it would fall apart quickly, and it did. Evo even suggested, in a ballsy move, that they all fly to Quito to make clear to the police that Correa was to be freed at once, no fucking around. (Just when I thought I couldn’t possibly love those guys any more than I already did. That’ll teach me.)

Needless to say, tomorrow’s FLFB entry is all sewn up, and I won’t be left scrounging for material as I’d feared I might. If anything, I’ll have a surplus. Can you guess what I’ll be blogging, kiddies? (Hint: Diabetics, please have your insulin syringes handy. You’re gonna need ’em.)


Time to blow this boat out of the water

Aw, poor James O’Keefe. Apparently he’s so desperate to get laid, he has to resort to cheap stunts now…

Recently, I was the target of a failed punk. James O’Keefe, the so-called “pimp” in the ACORN expose videos, was participating in a detailed plan to “faux” seduce me on his boat. For months, I had been working on a documentary about the young conservative movement. James had called me about concerns he had regarding an upcoming shoot. He asked me to meet him to talk about the shoot. I agreed to fly to Maryland and then drive to his “office” for a face-to-face conversation with him.

When I showed up, there was no office, as promised. Instead, he wanted to get me on a boat, which we later learned, was staged as a “pleasure palace.” One of his colleagues, Izzy Santa, who was in Maryland that day, told me about the plan and stopped the punk before it happened.

Izzy told me he had “strawberries and champagne” waiting for me on the boat, and that he planned to “hit on me” the entire time. She said it would all be captured on hidden cameras that had been set up on the boat and in the back yard. She said the sole purpose of the “punk” was to embarrass me, and to make CNN look bad.

And in the end, what it did was make HIM look bad. Check out his props list:

1. condom jar

2. dildos

3. Music

a. Alicia keys

b. 80s romance songs, things that are typically James

c. avoid Marvin Gaye as too cliche

4. lube

5. ceiling mirror

6. posters and paintings of naked women

7. playboys and pornographic magazines

8. candles

9. Viagra and stamina pills

10. fuzzy handcuffs

11. blindfold

WTF are “80s romance songs, things that are typically James”? I want to know, so I can avoid those (and any guy who tries to play them for me with obvious ulterior motives).

And about the only un-icky thing on the list seems to be the candles. But even those can get icky in the hands of a right-wing slimeball famous for playing the pimp, no? I mean, who knows what he planned to use them for besides illumination…

Okay. Whenever you’re done scrubbing that awful imagery from your mind’s eye, read on.

This is, as Media Matters informs us, someone that both the WaHoPo’s ombud and the NY Whore Times wanted to see taken more seriously, as “balance” to the “liberal media” viewpoint.

Um, what?

Why does honest reporting, which CNN’s Abbie Boudreau was trying to do before this asinine “punking”, have to be “balanced” with lies and bullshit and cheap, ugly sleazeball stunts? If reality apparently has a “liberal bias”, that’s just too fucking bad. When did it become the major media’s job to blow sugar up Wingnuttia’s ass, instead of simply reporting the news?

Actually, liberals and leftists are biased only in favor of reality, and as the fakery-driven world of O’Keefe & Co. demonstrates, the right is certainly not. But when it gets so bad that even über-rightardly bullshit-monger Brent Bozell calls you out, you know it’s gone through the Looking Glass.

There can be no illusion of “balance” here, and maybe that’s just as well; it’s good to finally get out into the open just what the right-wing media are about. They are not about “balancing” an excessively liberal media viewpoint, because that has never existed. They’re about crafting a false utopian narrative and selling it ad nauseam; something poised between the gilded age of 1850s robber-baron capitalism and a future straight out of The Handmaid’s Tale, dressed up in a Father Knows Best sweater-vest, with a hefty dollop of Ayn Rand caveman clubtocracy thrown in for good mismeasure. Something we’re supposed to be fooled into aspiring to. Something to seduce and beguile us with its glitz and glamour.

Only, of course, it doesn’t work out that way.

The reality is a creepy little shit-weasel, squatting on a boat (whose?), surrounded by his sleazy props, dreaming of putting the moves (learned, no doubt, from the ultra-sleazy pickup-artist “movement”) to the bewildered reporter. Whom he fancies to be a “bubbleheaded bleach blonde”, in the words of Don Henley.

But the self-admitted bottle blonde isn’t that dumb; she picks up on the fact that his “assistant” is upset about the transparent date rape scenario (complete with handcuffs and drugs) that’s being planned. And gets her to tell what’s really going on. And then THAT becomes the story, which for obvious reasons will get left out of the larger documentary that Abbie Boudreau was preparing on the young conservative movement.

Actually, this shouldn’t be left out; it should, in fact, BE the story. There are plenty of young conservative “citizen journalists” who’ve built their hot-shot reputations entirely on lies, sleaze and “gotcha” tactics of the lowest order (Lila Rose, anyone?) The conservative media noise machine, young and not-so, is all about this sort of thing. The glittering “utopian” vision they offer is out of reach and far removed from reality. It would never float; like O’Keefe’s boat, it would never get away from the dock. They know it. So to bolster their lagging credibility, they resort to smearing the mainstream media, which is far from liberal, as their enemy.

And, stupidly, the mainstream media falls right into the trap of Taking Them Seriously, and rushes to give them all kinds of airtime and space they don’t really deserve. Which is a great way to undermine their own credibility, and thus do the right-wing noise machine’s job for it. Who can take the mainstream media seriously when they uncritically fold under the withering scorn from a bunch of astroturfers and blowhards? Where is the media’s collective spine?

Abbie Boudreau isn’t the only one who got “punked” by the young conservative movement. Everyone in the media who gives them credence is being played for a sucker. Surely I can’t be the only person who wants to see the media expose these people, all of them, for the fraudsters they are. Instead of an “objective” report on what the “movement” only purports to be about, how about a real investigative hard-hitter that shreds their press releases and makes clear what a swindle they’ve perpetrated all over the globe? The global financial meltdown, among other things, is directly attributable to right-wing media pumping and shilling, as well as mainstream “reporting” that lacks critical discernment. If we don’t want to see it get worse, it’s time to bring back good old investigative reporting–and turn it on the liars with a vengeance.

It’s time to torpedo the entire phony love boat, where crapitalism seduces media and media falls for it every time, right the hell out of the water. Otherwise, we are the ones who will end up being sunk.

PS: The fun has just begun. If you’re on the tweeter, follow Don Juan O’Keefe!

PPS: And on a more serious note, The Root delves into how a black man would never get away with a “stunt” like this one.

PPPS, Thursday the 30th, ca. 10:30 am: Eric Boehlert at Media Matters echoes my sentiments (expressed above) with uncanny exactness. Meanwhile, at AlterNet, Julie Millican points out that the right-wing noise machine has a long-standing problem with women, while the Brad Blog takes on O’Keefe’s by-now arm-long rap sheet.


Quotable: Kate Harding on rape culture

” ‘Cause the thing is, you and the guys you hang out with may not really mean anything by it when you talk about crazy bitches and dumb sluts and heh-heh-I’d-hit-that and you just can’t reason with them and you can’t live with ’em can’t shoot ’em and she’s obviously only dressed like that because she wants to get laid and if they can’t stand the heat they should get out of the kitchen and if they can’t play by the rules they don’t belong here and if they can’t take a little teasing they should quit and heh heh they’re only good for fucking and cleaning and they’re not fit to be leaders and they’re too emotional to run a business and they just want to get their hands on our money and if they’d just stop overreacting and telling themselves they’re victims they’d realize they actually have… all the power in this society and white men aren’t even allowed to do anything anymore and and and…

“I get that you don’t really mean that shit. I get that you’re just talking out your ass.

“But please listen, and please trust me on this one: you have probably, at some point in your life, engaged in that kind of talk with a man who really, truly hates women–to the extent of having beaten and/or raped at least one. And you probably didn’t know which one he was.

“And that guy? Thought you were on his side.”

–Kate Harding


Short ‘n’ Stubby: Why Ms. Manx likes gun control


Ms. Manx is a fan of gun control. And why not? You’d be surprised how many armed and stoopid people have it in for pretty calico kitties with stumpy tails. Or kitties of any color and kind, come to that. The world is full of nuts, and today, another one went on a rootin’, tootin’, shootin’ rampage–once again, in Texas, at a university already infamous for that sort of thing. (Someone on the tweeter gave the sage advice that nutty shooters should cut out the middlemen and just turn the gun on themselves right away. Ms. Manx, after she had picked her giggling self up off the floor, heartily concurred and pressed ReTweet.)

But you wanna know what really made the kitty laugh? This. The same university where the shooting happened, by coincidence, is due to host a certain cross-dressing gun nutter tonight. Think he’ll show? If he’s at all smart, The Divine Ms. M hopes he’ll slink away with his tail between his legs, and NOT reschedule. (But then again, remember the NRA and its ludicrous response to Columbine? That’s why we call ’em gun NUTS, people. If they were sane, they’d know better than to tout guns as a one-size-fits-all solution to their guncrime problem.)

Oh, and Ms. Manx would also like to give a hearty thumbs-up to this letter writer. She’s only sorry she wasn’t born a polydactyl; then she’d have thumbs, or a reasonable facsimile thereof, to do it with. So she’s just gonna hoist both front paws in a thumbs-up movement, and hope you understand the gesture.

UPDATE: John “Mary Rosh” Lott’s planned speech did go ahead, but not on campus. What a fucking douche!


WTF is (still) wrong with Chile?

Your humble scribe is down right now with yet another of her myriad gut bugs, but know what makes her feel even more sick? Try something like this:

Yup, you saw what you think you saw–a bunch of cowpokes roping a teenage girl and dragging her to the ground.

According to BoingBoing, the girl was protesting against cruelty to animals. They linked this story in El Mercurio:

A woman who protested against the ill-treatment of animals in the ring at the National Stadium was roped last weekend by riders participating in a rodeo, and dragged out of the ring.

The pictures were taken by Paulina Alarcón, a member of the audience at the rodeo, which took place on September 19. They were broadcast today by Chilevisión.

The incident took place after a group of people interrupted the activity. They came down from the stands and entered the ring.

The 16-year-old, named Constanza, told the TV station that the experience was one of the most traumatic of her life, since she was “brutally attacked” due to a peaceful protest.

“I was really shaken up, my whole back hurt, because they hit me with leather whips. My feet hurt, I have a sprain, and the arm they roped was badly swollen,” she said.

Alfonso Rivas, director of the entity organizing the event, the Chilean Rodeo Federation, expressed regret, but at the same time justified the actions of the cowboys.

“There was some reason for the reaction. It’s lamentable, on both sides,” said the director.

The Rodeo Federation has begun an investigation into the incident.

Translation mine.

It’s worth noting that this nasty incident went down at the National Stadium in Santiago–the same infamous site where thousands of Chileans were held prisoner and tortured by Pinochet’s putschists, and hundreds of them executed. Many of the victims were peaceful protesters against fascism–and cruelty in general.

Nice to see that the place hasn’t really changed all that much since then, eh?


Wankers of the Week, Supplemental Edition: This is what impotence looks like


Need a laugh at a bitter widdle troll’s expense? Clicky the linky:

This is what I get from guys who never get any.

That IP is Dallas, TX, ISP is Notified of abuse, of course. And IP banned in the meantime.

You sure have a purty mouth, Dickless in Dallas. Kiss your mother with that?


Music for a Sunday: One for all the guerrillas, past and present

This patriotic hymn was first associated with Fidel and Che’s victory in Cuba, but it’s since become incredibly popular with freedom-fighters all over Latin America. And no wonder. It’s a stirring one, isn’t it?

Guerrillas have been in the news a lot this week–from the much-trumpeted death of the FARC’s “Mono Jojoy” in Colombia, to the impending victory of Lula’s comrade, the kick-ass Dilma Rousseff, who’s about to become president of Brazil.

This song also figured on a recent campaign-trail edition of La Hojilla, as Venezuelans go to the polls today to keep the escuálidos from advancing. So I thought this would be only fitting to play for you today.

Guerrillero, guerrillero, adelante…

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Wankers of the Week: Equinoxious edition


Well. How’d everyone like the Equinox? Now the days will be short and the nights will be long up here in the Northern Hemisphere, while all you lucky ducks in the south will be celebrating spring. But whatever time of year it is wherever, these people will be wankers regardless:

1. Whoever the fuck left a homophobic death threat on the big, friendly gay blog of Joe. My. God. Intriguingly, the IP of the commenter appears to point to the office of Saxby Fucking Chambliss (R-Scuzzbucket). After a day’s busy back-and-forthing, it was confirmed. Now all that remains is to identify the perp. Ain’t the Internets a bitch, sometimes?

2. Anthony Fucking Scaramucci. Wall Street feels “like a piñata”? What a shame, I was hoping it would feel more like a soccer ball full of shit with all the shit kicked out of it. Or better still, Adolf Hitler in the last minute before he committed suicide. Or Benito Mussolini right before the partisans got him. Because, you know, real fascism is CORPORATISM, and Wall St. liked Adolf Hitler just fine, back in the day. And why not–he kept those pesky Marxist trade unionists under control, eh?

3. Jerome Fucking Corsi. Oh joy, I was wondering when this swift-boating liar would raise his crackbrained head again. This time, it’s the ultimate birther conspiracy theory he’s touting. And then there’s that “renounce Lucifer” thing. When will Mr. Corsi renounce wife-beating? That’s what I want to know.


Recognize this? It’s a spoof on the first Peanuts cartoon–“Good ol’ Charlie Brown…How I hate him!”

4. Diane Fucking Finley. You can’t very well kvetch about previous governments wasting money on gun control when your own is throwing it away like water on the military-industrial complex. Unless, of course, you’re a SupposiTory, in which case such unmitigated chutzpah is par for the course.

5. Candice Fucking Hoeppner. Another cardinal sign of SupposiTory illogic? Female misogyny. If you wanna be popular with Stevie’s Boys, you have to hate your own vagina. And be willing to let other women, particularly in rural areas, get their heads blown off by irate estranged partners for your own shallow ideology.

6. Ray Fucking Carsjens. Yep, ur an asshole all around. Ur also illiterate cuz u cant spell fer shit. Ur stats also stink, and so do ur armpitz. And oh yeah, nice touch with the death threats there, asshole.

7. Jim Fucking Hoft. Yes, I’d say he’s a very good candidate for Dumbest Man on the Internet. When you can’t tell the difference between a bent-armed hand gesture and a stiff-armed Hitler salute, much less parse the irony of accusing a major civil-rights leader of fascism, that puts you right up there in the rarefied stratosphere of Teh Stoopid. (And don’t even get me started on how a stylized version of the Rutherford-Bohr atomic model, in a logo, somehow equals Islamism.)


8. Eddie Fucking Long. Yeah, that “ex-gay” stuff works great. So great, it makes you have sex with teenage boys! Keep an eye on this one, folks, the tally is apparently a running one. PS: Looks like someone’s gonna have to kill himself.

9. Jim Fucking Flaherty. His talking points are all ripped straight out of the tea-tard section of the Repug playbook: FEAR FEAR TERROR TERROR FEAR FEAR FEAR! This is what one does when one’s party doesn’t have a serious agenda–play to the emotions of the gullible. Let’s make their fears real, people, and have a coalition in earnest this time–I wanna see him and Harpo and all the rest of the SupposiTories pee their pants in unison!

10. Sharron Fucking Angle. Once more, she makes the news for all the wrong reasons; this time, it’s for mocking autism. This from a woman who believes in forcing women to stay pregnant, even in cases of rape, incest–or serious fetal deformities. Autism is one of those. She wants to force women to have babies, even sick and deformed ones–but she doesn’t believe in paying to keep them alive or treating their ailments. Nice, eh? PS: Nice supporters she attracts, too.


11. Lorne Fucking Gunter. “Elitist” THIS, you fucking loser. Your divide-and-conquer bullshit lost you a parliamentary vote. And you know what? This RURAL “elitist” is gloating. Unabashedly.

12. Rand Fucking Paul. When fascism comes to the US, it will come wrapped in a flag, carrying a cross, and projecting loudly all the way.

13. Roman Fucking Conaway. Nope, all that islamophobic rhetoric and Obama-bashing is leading to absolutely no terrorism or violence at all. None whatsoever!

14. Ted Fucking Haggard. Well, who better to defend Wanker #8 from his gay, gay, gaiety-gay GAY critics than a not-gay boy-renter and booty-bumping meth user?


15. Rob Fucking Ford. Gee, for a city of so-called “elites”, Toronto sure has a lot of dumbass rednecks who would vote for this redneck dumbass.

16. And while we’re on the subject of Rob Ford and dumbassery, how about that Giorgio Fucking Mammoliti? Guess he’s forgotten the whole “Gino boy” slur. Awfully big of him? Yeah. Awfully.

17. Niki Fucking Ashton. Yes, even among NDP women, there’s at least one token wanker. And this week’s gun-registry vote was her time to, er, shine. Congrats, Niki. With “progressives” like you falling hook, line and sinker for the “urban elitists” scam, who needs Conservatives?

18. Carlo Fucking Giovanardi. Yeah, gay adoption really leads to child sex trafficking. Never mind that kids adopted by gay couples actually tend to grow up happier and better adjusted than those raised by “natural” straight parents. Never mind that the overwhelming majority of trafficked child sex abuse victims are girls abused by men! Shit, what are facts when you’ve got to keep that Vatican closet door tightly jammed, eh?


19. These other fucking religious nutcakes in Samoa also have a fact problem. And it also coincidentally concerns Teh Queerz.

20. Bambang Fucking Bayu Fucking Suseno. Why the double Fucking? Because NOBODY, let alone anyone with a first name like Bambang, has any business babbling bullshit about forcing girls to pass virginity tests in order to qualify for public schooling.

21. Joseph Fucking Farah. Man, have the wingnuts ever been tripping over their own shoes this week, trying to look for deaths to blame on Obama. Farah has found one that can’t be disproven, because it can’t be proven either–he claims Obama killed God, simply by not mentioning him! Who knew it was that easy? Jesus.

22. Glenn Fucking Beck. He’s ugly, he’s antisemitic, and he gives off a bad odor. Really, what more is there to say about this fucker this week?

23. Keith Fucking Mason. Did you know that “fertilized egg” is as offensive as the word NIGGER? I didn’t. I wonder whom it offends–perhaps the poor, neglected sperm that did all the work of wriggling and squiggling and fertilizing, only to get eaten in the end by that big, bad female egg? I’m sure that’s it right there. Must be the bitterness and jealousy of the dude talking. After all, they can’t carry a pregnancy, so they think it their moral duty to interfere with those who can (but sometimes won’t, if they decide not to). Remember how many of these anti-choice leaders are male…

BTW, asswipe, if you’re gonna talk about offensive terms “not based in science”, “pre-born baby” is a hell of a lot worse. Doctors and nurses don’t use it. They say fetus. Or “embryo” if it’s less than 8 weeks along, or “fertilized egg” if it’s still on its way down the Fallopian tube. Ever wonder why?

24. Stephen Fucking Harper. The UN rejected Canada for a Security Council seat. Hmmm, I wonder why. Could it be that when you trample on human rights, and are lackadaisical about fighting for those of even your own citizens (Omar Khadr, anyone?), and don’t want to recognize that water is a fundamental one, unless you’re pissing all over your own indigenous peoples, well…it stands to reason, doesn’t it? You get poopy everywhere. And you’re even less popular than Mahmoud Ahmadinejad, to boot!

25. Erik Fucking Rush. If “prison rapist” is not a specific, blatant racist slur against a non-white president, tell me–what the fuck is? Oh yeah, and food safety is an international conspiracy–written, no doubt, by the Illuminati. What depraved clock did this cuckoo come out of? And won’t someone please shove him back in there and nail shut the fucking door?

26. Ann Fucking Coulter. Gee, I bet the idiots who organized HomoCon are now kicking themselves for inviting this blatant homophobe to their little shindig tonight. I bet the Coultergeist is gonna spend the entire night calling them all faggots, carpet-munchers, pillow-biters, poop-pushers, etc., and then then, when they react as anyone who’s been insulted should, she’ll snork and rasp: “Whatsamatter, can’t you take a joke?” Well, they took her, so I guess they fucking can.


27. Steve Fucking Warfield. And anyone else in the FBI who thinks anti-war groups are “providing material support to terrorists”. Considering that terrorists tend to be extremely right-wing and anti-war activists very much on the left, how fucking likely is that, really?

28. Mike Fucking Pence. Oh look, another horse with two asses! Why do right-wingers keep having cowboy photo-ops and setting themselves up for this one? Do they think we can’t tell?

29. John Fucking Boehner. Yep, looks like John’s Boner–all two rust-colored inches of it–has been fucking, all right. In perfect keeping with right-wing family values, as always.


30. Bill O’Fucking Reilly. Because we haven’t had him here in a while, and he’s been feeling vewy, vewy left-out. Sob, sniffle.

31. Jeffrey Fucking Epstein. Remember what I said about Wanker #1 and how Wall St. should be feeling right now? Well, here’s one of the many reasons for that. The place is inhabited by people whose amorality would make a snake blush.

32. Christine O’Fucking Donnell. Now we KNOW she’s even worse than the Paliness. Who else would have the bizarre dumb chutzpah to try to stop an entire country not only from masturbating, but having sex? (And we haven’t even begun to plumb the full depth of her dumbth. Her views on evolution are just as bass-ackwards.)


33. Rand Fucking Paul. Pecunia non olet? Don’t bank on it. White supremacists taint EVERYTHING they touch. Including their money, and by extension, anyone they hand it to. In fact, we already KNOW Rand is tainted. This just explains where the stench comes from. (Well, PART of it, anyway..)

34. Ezra Fucking Levant. Not only an inarticulate interviewee, but utterly fact-free AND flips out when challenged, trying to overtalk his opponent, whom he then insults when he can’t rebut him. And he is NOT one to talk about progressive views, because he doesn’t HAVE any. And oh yeah, Native people are being sacrificed in the name of his “ethical” dirty-oil pie-in-the-sky, and Ezra doesn’t give a shit. Calling him a putz is an insult to putzy people.


35. Sue-Ann Fucking Levy. Homophobia? Check. Disdain for Palestinians? Check. Can’t win an election herself? Check. Smear accomplished.

36. John Fucking Fund. As much as I dislike Christine O’Fucking Donnell and her fake feminism, she is as much entitled to lay a gender-discrimination lawsuit as anyone else if she has been legitimately wronged. And by telling her she shouldn’t, what does that say about conservatism? Oh yeah, of course: CONSERVATISM IS SEXIST AS HELL. Why any woman would WANT to be a conservative is beyond me; it’s like sticking your own neck in an executioner’s noose.

37. Antonin Fucking Scalia. And while we’re on the subject of sexist-as-hell, how about Fat Tony Vaffanculo? Apparently, fairness, like impartiality, is not a requirement for SCOTUS judgeships anymore.

38. George Fucking Jonas. Talk about shooting off at the mouth. Pity the bullet went through his foot instead. Sore ideological loser, anyone? This “we need guns to defend ourselves” shit is so old and hoary…almost as old and hoary as George himself. If gun-toting really worked to foil crime, wouldn’t we see more “Quick-thinking gun-toter foils robbery/rape/murder/mayhem” headlines? Well, just scan your daily headlines sometime and see how many of THOSE you find. (Oh yeah, and didja know? He’s Barbara Amiel’s ex-husband. So of course that explains some of the ideological wankery right there.)


And finally, to this week’s WAY-too-up-close-and-personal wanker, Christopher Fucking Olorago (or whatever his real fucking name is; I’m sure this one, like all the others before it from the same IP, is not it). He wore out the welcome mat from the get-go with his tiresome nonsense, but I let him make an ass of himself here and here before finally giving him the boot. One would think that that much of my time and patience should be enough to satisfy anyone, but Chrissy, like all flibbertigibbertarian perpetual adolescents, thinks he has to control and manipulate everyone who doesn’t bow to his majestic whims. He is a fool and therefore can’t take a polite hint that I do not suffer fools gladly. So I kicked his ass off. But he decided to come back anyway, under a very thin disguise, and vent his feeble rage anyway. Just look what he left in my e-mail box on Wednesday…

Yay! Let’s resort to violence! Typical socialist – no respect for

freedom of association or criticism.

I pity you.

Commenter name: Sabina is a cow

Commenter email address:

Commenter URL:

Commenter IP address:


Oh, and how’s this for a projecting liar? This turd was dropped here, although I decided I was not going to publish it.

The comments I usually come across on YouTube call for the destruction of Israel and the killing of Jews.

A bit like what I read here.

Commenter name: Sabina Bitchy Becker

Commenter email address: binathebitcho@gotmail?.com

Commenter URL:

Commenter IP address:

Mature troll is very mature. Need a diaper change, Chrissy-poo? Sorry, you’ll just have to do it yourself. Surely you’re big enough. Why aren’t you housebroken yet?

I get the feeling that in his spare time, this yob is a barroom hooligan who gets stinky fast, then starts pushing random strangers around and then, when they tell him to fuck off, he takes a jab, they hit back harder in self-defence–and then, when the cops come, he cries that HIS rights have been violated, boo fucking hoo. Never mind that he struck the first blow, repeatedly. Typical flibber, in other words: “Rules? RULES? FASCIST! NAZI!” (No shit, I got called that by another of his many incarnations, this one ostensibly female, but really just a poor transvestite doused with cheap cologne. The IP number tells me all I need to know; they are all one person. That’s why they are all so tiresomely alike, and why I kick him down every time he comes here trying to drag a post off topic or twist my words against me. Can you blame me for lacking patience? Maybe I should hire a bouncer.)

But you know what? It’s not “violence”, or “censorship”, or anything near it, to throw a troll off one’s blog. It’s just me, upholding freedom of speech–mine–by setting my own agenda and keeping my own joint clean. As Margaret Atwood pointed out rece
ntly, a blog is the blogger’s space, and also that of legitimate commenters, but emphatically not that of trolls:


No, and it’s not “censorship” to send back hate mail unopened and refuse material for your own blog, either.

Need I point out that I have never called for the death of ANYONE on this blog, nor do I condone trolls who try to do so themselves? For anyone still in doubt, there it is. You don’t like my no-death-threat stance on free speech? Too fucking bad.

As I’ve often said before, I’m not an absolutist, because absolute shit stinks absolutely. No one is exempt from responsibility for what they say, wherever they say it. Once again, I refer you to the death-threat troll from Saxby Fucking Chambliss’s office. Internet trolling is NOT free speech. And when it goes that far, it is not subject to protection, since REAL violence is involved there.

In other words, if anyone should be crying violence here, it would be us bloggers. But I don’t cry when I get an infestation of blog-cooties; I just flick ’em off, dust my hands, and sign off with my usual pleasantry for all those “libertarian” hypocrites who secretly want to control other people’s agenda:

Good night, and get fucked!


The persistent racist menace in the United States

A documentary in two parts by Russia Today, called “Race Supremacy: Revealing Hatred”:

Did you know that Warren G. Harding, who was president of the US during the 1920s, was actually sworn into the Ku Klux Klan while in office–using the White House Bible? I knew the KKK was powerful during the 1920s (that was actually its peak of popularity and power), but even I had no idea it was that far advanced. (Ironically, there were and still are some who insist that Harding, not Obama, was the first “black” president of the US, alleging that he had a “drop” of the blood. There is no hard proof that this was indeed the case.)

I had never heard of the Greensboro Massacre until now, either. It seems pretty clear that the local police, and indeed the entire judiciary system, were in league with the Klan, even as late as the 1970s and ’80s, such that the victims and survivors got no justice, and the perpetrators–who I’m sure were well known to the authorities–went free. And the racist corruption still runs very wide and deep, much more so than most of us realize:

Part II is more reassuring in some ways, and more chilling than others. Angela King, a former white-supremacist gang member who went to jail for her part in a robbery, says that prison was what opened her eyes to the common ground shared by all humanity. It became impossible for her to hate others who shared her plight of poverty and incarceration. When she left prison, she began to speak out against the white supremacists and separatists. She is still doing so today, and if there is any real hope of forestalling a fascist uprising, it lies in “formers” like her, who can band together with service organizations to reach young people before the fascists get a brainwashing hold of them. In these difficult economic times–eerily parallel to those of Weimar Germany–the job she does is extremely important, much more so than it initially seems.

But others remain obdurate. Tom Metzger, whose surname, appropriately enough, means “butcher” in German, became a hater while still in the army. When he got out, he tried unsuccessfully to “infiltrate” the Democratic party, who for obvious reasons wanted no part of him. So he started a number of racist hate groups. Chillingly, he does not see himself as a terrorist, even though he is to the white-power terror groups exactly what Osama bin Laden is to al-Qaida–a key leader and financier. Rather, he views himself as the chief of an army which will at some point rise up and make war (which he also uses as an acronym for his organization) against the “New World Order” or “One World Government”, or whatever other woo-woo terms the racists like to use for anything, real or imaginary, that threatens the uniform whiteness of their insular universe. His idea is the opposite of Angela King’s–it is to nab the bright young middle-class high school kids before they get to college university (where they will be exposed to too many non-insular ideas and far too much intellectual freedom), and indoctrinate them as covert members of his “army”. From there, he hopes, they will infiltrate the armed forces, the police services, and any other place that affords power, authority, and easy access to weaponry.

Tim McVeigh was one of Metzger’s success stories, if a movement based on a twisted, doomed ideology can be said to have success stories. The Oklahoma City bombing was not, as it’s commonly painted, just one lone nut’s “payback” for the deaths at Waco and Ruby Ridge (which were also prime examples of right-wing terrorists fighting against a government they took to be evil–and far too integrationist), it was, by Metzger’s own reckoning, a racist war salvo. McVeigh was certainly clever and well prepared, with ample support from within the various right-wing “militia” movements, and even had military terrorist training under his belt (he was a veteran of Gulf War I.) But since McVeigh gave the illusion of being a “lone wolf”, in spite of his extensive and well documented contacts with the various white racist movements throughout the country, it is still seen by far too many as “just an isolated incident”. Never mind the fact that “lone” wolves are really pack animals, and that loners can and do return periodically to their pack for nurture and reinforcement. Therein lies the real danger–that the authorities will not see or recognize the “lone wolf”–and the pack behind him–until it is too late. How many more of these “isolated incidents” will there have to be before the real problem is tackled at its root?

Incidentally, there are ways and means to keep infiltrators like Metzger’s protégés from doing damage while in the police, military, etc. Those much-maligned sensitivity-training courses can actually make a difference here, if properly tailored and made absolutely mandatory. So can good, old-fashioned racial integration and affirmative action. Cops and military servicepeople from a variety of ethnic backgrounds not only can prevent the culture of their organization from becoming too insular and white (and racist), they can also help ferret out potential moles in their midst. They can also help turn the brainwashed back around; it’s awfully hard to race-bash your working partner or army buddy, when it gets right down to it. A constant, continuous humanizing program of training and accountability is needed if those in uniform are to be prevented from turning once more into the jackbooted thugs of nightmarish history.


Festive Left Friday Blogging: Stephen Colbert’s moment of Zen

Hot off the airwaves this AM:

You thought he was a rightist? I have to wonder, after all this, if he’s not just a lefty who plays a righty on TV. (Muchas gracias, Think Progress.)