You would think that people would know the difference between a country and a religion. I thought wrong. We have a country led by a corrupt far right populist, backed by religious extremist, using strategic weapons for tactical purposes. Result? Mass collateral death and destruction with no relief in sight. I would stop all military aid to Israel unless they cease military action.
In a sane world, one would be able to say, “I disagree with the policies of the Israeli government” without being called an anti-Semite. And then there’s this world. …
Speaking of police making it worse, the Santa Fe County Sheriffs Office apparently think a dead bicyclist no more important than all the other roadkill.
Jaysis H., etc. Now, if the driver had tossed his empty whiskey bottle onto the road, well … the cops wouldn’ta written him up for that, either. Lucky for him he wasn’t pitching a tent on a college campus. “To protect and serve,” eh?
I remember the police riots in Chicago during the 1968 Democratic convention. That definitely met the criteria of the police making a situation markedly worse.
Oh, indeed. That and the Chicago 7 trial made a wanna-be Yippie out of me. Hunter S. Thompson was there, saying afterward, “I went to the Democratic convention as a journalist and returned a raving beast.” And mind you, this was before the cops really went full-on military on us.
Oh, hell, yes, the GI Joe cop who thinks “everyone without a badge is the enemy”.
I bought a spare copy of Radley Balco’s “Rise of the Warrior Cop” and gave a copy to the Mayor. Fortunately, one thing good about Fanta Se is the P.D. doesn’t have that attitude problem. I’m on the city Public Safety Committee and would be screaming if it did.
I was on the periphery of that melee trying to get to Union Station to catch a train home after work. The tear gas blowing over to Madison Street had me crying and drooling until I got into the station. Also got stuck at work during the April 1968 riots in Chicago. I worked on the West side and the trains and busses quit running. The cops outside the office and shop door turned me right around and back inside. I released the guard dogs on the shop floor, and stayed in the office overnight until the dog handlers rounded them up in the morning.
The only time I ever actually got tear-gassed was in seventh or eighth grade, when some dipshit brought a cartridge to school and somehow managed to puncture it in my science class.
This was the same class in which I got popped for using my mad counterfeiting skillz to change a D to a B on my report card. I’m lucky my parents didn’t just cap my dumb ass and bury me in the backyard.
“No idea where he might be, officer. He’s been a problem child from day one. I expect he ran off to join the circus.”
I’m near Chicago, and in about three months there’s a better than 50% chance that everyone around here will get tear gassed, no matter where we are or what we’re doing. It would be a good time for a vacation far far away.
What’s past is prologue, as old Will has observed. If we end up with a pig running for president (no, not that one, an actual pig) and a Black defendant bound, gagged, and chained to a courtroom chair, we’ll know he was right.
What an optomistic view you have. Perhaps, if the stars align just right, we will have a white defendant in a orange jumpsuit and shackles fresh from a restful night in the Riker’s Island resort occupying the coutroom chair. I’m a bad boy for saying so, but I wish there had been a contingent of Chicago cops guarding the capitol building when the January 6th “hostages” broke in. Things would have turned out very differently for the guy with the spear.
A late friend of mine was a Chicago cop during the 68 convention. McGovern’s staff bombed them m with flower pots from the 4th floor. He had been a green beret on a three-combat tour in Vietnam, So between the outrage from the war and being spit on when coming back. There was bad blood on both sides. During a summer break working as a janitor for the state of Colorado, I got tuned up by two Denver cops for failing to produce an I.D. in front of the state capitol. So trust me tear gas is better than nightsticks, took a while for the bruises to heal. But cops generally screw up a good nocturnal emission i.e wet dream.
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You would think that people would know the difference between a country and a religion. I thought wrong. We have a country led by a corrupt far right populist, backed by religious extremist, using strategic weapons for tactical purposes. Result? Mass collateral death and destruction with no relief in sight. I would stop all military aid to Israel unless they cease military action.
Imayahoo needs a boot up his ass.
In a sane world, one would be able to say, “I disagree with the policies of the Israeli government” without being called an anti-Semite. And then there’s this world. …
Speaking of police making it worse, the Santa Fe County Sheriffs Office apparently think a dead bicyclist no more important than all the other roadkill.
https://www.santafenewmexican.com/news/local_news/deputies-cyclist-training-for-upcoming-race-fatally-struck-near-galisteo/article_e730b8de-07df-11ef-95e7-2f5cfa128016.html
Jaysis H., etc. Now, if the driver had tossed his empty whiskey bottle onto the road, well … the cops wouldn’ta written him up for that, either. Lucky for him he wasn’t pitching a tent on a college campus. “To protect and serve,” eh?
I remember the police riots in Chicago during the 1968 Democratic convention. That definitely met the criteria of the police making a situation markedly worse.
Oh, indeed. That and the Chicago 7 trial made a wanna-be Yippie out of me. Hunter S. Thompson was there, saying afterward, “I went to the Democratic convention as a journalist and returned a raving beast.” And mind you, this was before the cops really went full-on military on us.
Oh, hell, yes, the GI Joe cop who thinks “everyone without a badge is the enemy”.
I bought a spare copy of Radley Balco’s “Rise of the Warrior Cop” and gave a copy to the Mayor. Fortunately, one thing good about Fanta Se is the P.D. doesn’t have that attitude problem. I’m on the city Public Safety Committee and would be screaming if it did.
I was on the periphery of that melee trying to get to Union Station to catch a train home after work. The tear gas blowing over to Madison Street had me crying and drooling until I got into the station. Also got stuck at work during the April 1968 riots in Chicago. I worked on the West side and the trains and busses quit running. The cops outside the office and shop door turned me right around and back inside. I released the guard dogs on the shop floor, and stayed in the office overnight until the dog handlers rounded them up in the morning.
The only time I ever actually got tear-gassed was in seventh or eighth grade, when some dipshit brought a cartridge to school and somehow managed to puncture it in my science class.
This was the same class in which I got popped for using my mad counterfeiting skillz to change a D to a B on my report card. I’m lucky my parents didn’t just cap my dumb ass and bury me in the backyard.
“No idea where he might be, officer. He’s been a problem child from day one. I expect he ran off to join the circus.”
Only time I got tear gassed was in NROTC, when they were training us on gas masks. Was soooo much fun.
I’m near Chicago, and in about three months there’s a better than 50% chance that everyone around here will get tear gassed, no matter where we are or what we’re doing. It would be a good time for a vacation far far away.
What’s past is prologue, as old Will has observed. If we end up with a pig running for president (no, not that one, an actual pig) and a Black defendant bound, gagged, and chained to a courtroom chair, we’ll know he was right.
What an optomistic view you have. Perhaps, if the stars align just right, we will have a white defendant in a orange jumpsuit and shackles fresh from a restful night in the Riker’s Island resort occupying the coutroom chair. I’m a bad boy for saying so, but I wish there had been a contingent of Chicago cops guarding the capitol building when the January 6th “hostages” broke in. Things would have turned out very differently for the guy with the spear.
The Big Wheel keeps on turning, hey? A half-century later here we are, bound for Chicago once again. Is it gonna be … all right?
“Just keep me where the light is.”. John Mayer
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but will you please come to Chicago just to sing?
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A late friend of mine was a Chicago cop during the 68 convention. McGovern’s staff bombed them m with flower pots from the 4th floor. He had been a green beret on a three-combat tour in Vietnam, So between the outrage from the war and being spit on when coming back. There was bad blood on both sides. During a summer break working as a janitor for the state of Colorado, I got tuned up by two Denver cops for failing to produce an I.D. in front of the state capitol. So trust me tear gas is better than nightsticks, took a while for the bruises to heal. But cops generally screw up a good nocturnal emission i.e wet dream.