
Hey, kids, why should L.A. have all the fun?
If your idea of “fun” is having Cadet Bonespurs go all Rolling Thunder on you for having an overly noisy barbecue, that is.(Sorry, Waymo.)
“Let a hundred Stooges bloom!” as our Dear Wiseguy, Chairman Moe, has taught us. While that fat toddler plays with his (our!) Army men in DeeCee this Saturday, there will be a No Kings rally in The Duck! City. And judging by the map of scheduled events there is probably one in your neck of the peckerwoods, too.
No torches, no pitchforks — just a nationwide woo woo woo woo woo. A virtual finger-poke in that toddler’s piggy little eyes.
If he tries to get tough we’ll break out the big guns: The Groucho Marxists.
And remember, kids — when you’re smashing the State, keep a smile on your lips and a song in your heart:
Hello … you must be going. You cannot stay, I came to say, you must be going. It was a shame you ever came, you best be going. …


