On the topic of protests

I was recently invited, by a friend of mine, to protest the Republican National Convention in St. Paul. Yes this is the same convention that claims the protesters are anarchists and not protesters, like I wrote in my last online piss fest. I will not take my friend up on this offer to protest, not because I like the good old boys and their fat old club but, well for one, I do not believe that protesting really works in numbers smaller than twelve million and second, if I am in, or near a crowd during a riot, protest, concert, what have you, I become a target for security and cops. Not to arrest but to sometimes harass and test pepper spray on. I guess I do feel that this country is heading down a slippery slope toward creepy third world status but I also feel that spending three hours in the shower washing my skin with whole milk is really not gonna change the face of politics in America. For those of you that do not know, whole milk can be very soothing on the skin if you have recently been maced. Just a helpful hint for any of you, would be, criminals.

I do have to admit that I do love a good riot, not so much being involved but more or less, watching from the side lines. I have seen a few good ones in my years on this planet but, if you are not above or well outside of the action, you do face the threat of blow back landing on your shoulders, even though you are simply observing. Case in point. I travel back in my mind to a anti-fur rally near downtown Minneapolis. A couple of my friends along with myself and several adult beverages, decided we should go watch the commotion and craziness. Apparently some of the protesters were placing tungsten bike locks around their necks and locking them to the stair railing outside of a fur supplier downtown. We could not miss this. Not only was there the opportunity to witness and accidental strangulation but when the cops came to cut those locks off with the diamond edged blade a possible decapitation or evisceration was on the books to boot. Anyway, we got downtown and I decided to wander near the mess of crazy people that hate it when other people wear dead animal flesh, even though the animal is done with it. So there I was about a half a block away from the edge of the crowd, just being drunk and enjoying sitting and laughing at the people I felt were below me because I was not crying over my leather boots. As I sat and giggled at misspellings on signs, a fight broke out in front of me. I did nothing I simply sat and watched it happen and smiled my drunken smile. Suddenly two of MPD's finest show up and pull the fighters apart, they quell the situation, survey the area and...pepper spray me. FWITT right in the face, no rhyme, no reason just spray the guy that is watching and not joining in. I could not have even been mistaken for a hippie. Shaved head, black boots, white t-shirt. Not a hippie! Just pepper sprayed for being me.

There was no follow up after the spray hit me, I was not arrested for loitering and I was not offered a "sorry man" I just laid back and clawed at my eyes for a few minutes. Then I went home and had some whiskey. That is just one experience I have had like that but there are others and that is why I do not go to protests. That and I hate the stank 'O' hippies.

Yay, I am pissed off again.

Sorry dear readers. I know I have been slacking in my rants as of late, not much to write about really. Brett Favre is over done. Our President is a moron. John McCain is insane and losing it more each day. Barrack Obama is okay in my book as far as politicians go. And as far as life goes, I work so much that I don't have a lot of time to be pissed off. That is, until today. I thought the high point of the Republican National Convention coming to Minnesota was when I explained to a "Young Republican" uber conservative Christian, that him, having tickets to the Rage Against the Machine concert, was probably the most explicit example of music to person irony that I could think of off the top of my head.

Then I turned on the T.V. and the world was fun again.

The local Fox channel was airing the local news. They were discussing security or something for the upcoming RNC thing in St. Paul and the assholes at Fox news were spewing the average amount of mouth dookie that they tend to spew about our living rooms when we accidentally flip them on as we search the airwaves for Survivorman. Usually I pay them no mind and make them go away but this time was different. They said a word that caught my attention. The word was "Anarchists".

Let me clarify the story. Apparently there are protesters planning to block bridges and motor ways to the convention. Form human blockades, sit ins, all the things peace lovin' hippies do when confronted with the international war machine that is the RNC. These people are normal, average, every day people that know that our country is getting screwed and they know who is doing most of the screwing. It's the right wing, conservative Christians that are taking America in the corn shoot sans lube and these people just want to show them a bad time. Seems fair to me, more power to ya, you dirty hippies. Dirty hippies that Fox news has decided to call anarchists.

Here is the anger point for me. Three months ago, while diddling away some time trying very hard not to do anything that seemed like moving. I left my remote across the room and was forced to deal with two hours of the actual Fox News channel. It was horrible. You know that feeling you get when someone is lying to your face and you know it but they get that smug look because they think you are oblivious to the fact that they are lying? That is what it was like, for two hours. Toward the end of the second hour I became furious and had to actually flop out of my chair and change the channel. Why was I so mad? Because I witnessed that beginnings of another witch hunt. This one would be different though, it was not gonna be like the Salem debacle but more ike that whole,"Who's a Commie Pinko thing from several decades back. But this time the red threat is not what we should fear but instead, anarchists. In two hours the word "anarchists" was spouted more times than it was written on Sex Pistols fans' jackets in the 80's. It crept up on me and made me realize that this was a new threat to freedom. a word. You see a protester is just a person that is against something and wants to make their grievance public. Anarchist however. That is much worse. First off, it is not unlike anti-Christ in the way it is spoken, It becomes very easy to demonize and twist in that simple sense. Then you add the connections the word was given with the occult and the militias over the last three decades and you get a pretty scary buzz word. That buzz word is some seriously bad hoodoo my friends. People that don't agree with the regime that is in place will become "Anarchists" and the government and news organizations will twist and bend that word every way they can until people are being jailed or losing their property for being "anarchists".

Anarchy:

1.	a state of society without government or law.

2.	political and social disorder due to the absence of governmental control: The death of the king was followed by a year of anarchy.

3.	a theory that regards the absence of all direct or coercive government as a political ideal and that proposes the cooperative and voluntary association of individuals and groups as the principal mode of organized society.

4.	confusion; chaos; disorder: Intellectual and moral anarchy followed his loss of faith.

I should add a fifth definition here

5. Not protesters, different from them.

The media and the government are calling you morons America. They will use your ignorance to crush you. Now call your local news and media outlet and let them have it you anarchic, separatist, fat bottomed, black eyed maniacs. Don't let stupidity eat us.

I love whiskey and getting pissed off. Thank you Fox news pricks.