Category: Agitprop

There ain’t no Sanity Clause

~ Patrick O'Grady ~ 12 Comments
Can’t we all just MSSA (Make Santa Sane Again)?

You better watch out
You better watch out
You better watch out
You better watch out
MAGA Claws is coming to town

He’s making a list
And checking it twice
That knock on the door
Is probably ICE
MAGA Claws is coming to town

Your health care he’ll be slashing
Your pension he will take
Once the migrants have been shipped back home
On a lettuce farm you’ll rake

Achtung!

You better watch out
You better watch out
You better watch out
You better watch out
MAGA Claws is coming to town

Little tin horns are beating his drums
Calling his enemies losers and bums
MAGA Claws is coming to town


Curly-head dolls are all that he sees
Says he can grab ’em by their pee-pees
MAGA Claws is coming to town

He’s got the House and Senate
He’s got the Supremes too
Even if you voted for this clown
He will sic them all on you

Jawohl!

You better watch out
You better watch out
You better watch out
You better watch out
MAGA Claws is coming to town!

The Nanofesto: writing a wrong

~ Patrick O'Grady ~ 14 Comments
Do the write thing.

When the John Laws collared their suspect in the CEO assassination he was said to have had in his possession a ghost gun, some fake I.D., and a 262-word “manifesto.”

A 262-word manifesto?

By the ghosts of Marx and Engels! That’s what I call phoning it in.

Except our man didn’t use a phone to compose it. Or a laptop. It was handwritten. Whether on papyrus, stone tablets, or a shithouse wall was not made clear.

What is abundantly clear, however, is that 262 words do not a manifesto make. And let me tell you why.

Yes, yes, yes, it’s time for another political-science fiction episode of Radio Free Dogpatch.

• Technical notes: RFD is loving the Ethos mic from Earthworks Audio; Audio-Technica ATH-M50X headphones; Zoom H5 Handy Recorder; Apple’s GarageBand, and Auphonic for a sonic colonic. “The Internationale (Traditional)” and “The Internationale (Death Metal Edition)” both come from YouTube. The typewriter comes from Freesound. The police siren, screeching tires, ballpoint scribbling, and game-show buzzer all come from Zapsplat. All other evil racket is courtesy of Your Humble Narrator.

Shits happen

~ Patrick O'Grady ~ 9 Comments
“Tell Bezos to add Mickey D’s kiosks to these crunchy-granola stores of his.”

Jaysis, the Foods Hole was nuts this morning.

I couldn’t tell whether the ravening hordes were preparing to:

(a) Mark the final Thanksgiving before fascism;

(b) Celebrate the impending arrival of fascism, or;

(c) Stock up on four years’ worth of grub that has gotten at least a casual look-see from Big Gummint before all the food inspectors get laid off/processed into Soylent Green@ brand “liverwurst.”

Balloons and gasbags

~ Patrick O'Grady ~ 8 Comments
Trumpkin.

The Not-So-Great Pumpkin is floating into The Duck! City this fine brisk fall morning, a fat orange gasbag too late for the International Balloon Fiesta.

But just in time for Halloween. Boogity boogity boogity.

Nobody knows just why he’s visiting. ’Burque, BernCo and New Mexico in general tilt reliably blue, last I heard. Oh, we have our cultists like everybody else, flying their flags upside down, hanging banners, erecting statues and the like.

Freedom of religion, etc. Their god is not dead. He just smells like it.

Maybe the last time he drifted through he found a Mickey D’s that suited his peculiar tastes. Maybe they let him work the fries station. I have my fingers crossed that he’ll need a job soon. No, not that one. Having Max Factor one stroke away from the Resolute desk is the scariest thing I can think of this Halloween.

We’re skipping the rally, same as we did back in 2016. If we crave some bad noise we can always tune in to the dulcet tones of dime-store street racers Steve McQueening it up and down Tramway.

And if you crave some bad noise, why, you can tune in to this week’s special Halloween episode of Radio Free Dogpatch.

• Technical notes: I’m liking this setup — Ethos mic from Earthworks Audio; Audio-Technica ATH-M50X headphones; Zoom H5 Handy Recorder; Apple’s GarageBand, a soupçon of Auphonic to sand off the rough edges, and a street organ and balloon burners from Freesound. The amateur racket is courtesy of Your Humble Narrator.

You deserve a brick today

~ Patrick O'Grady ~ 16 Comments
We’re all bozos on this bus. Some of us more than others.

Ronald McDonald’s criminal brother Donald doesn’t exactly inspire me to hit the drive-thru.

Not in the traditional sense, anyway.

I wonder if the folks who actually do a job of work at this location — which was closed to the public for this campaign stunt — got paid for the day.

The union that represents food service workers called this dime-store clown show “a slap in the face to the men and women who work those jobs in real life and make a poverty wage of $7.25 an hour in Pennsylvania.”

What do you suppose would’ve happened if this Mickey D’s had been closed to the public if Fatso just happened to drop by for his usual — two Big Macs, two Filet-O-Fish burgers, and a large chocolate milkshake? He’d have probably told his SS detail to send the grunts to Gitmo and burn the joint to the ground.

But not before he got what he came for.