You all saw that whole business in Idaho where a woman was zip-tied and dragged out of a political town hall meeting by three burly men because she was heckling the speaker? Or “popping off with stupid remarks,” as the moderator put it. It was a public event, also known as a “private event,” according to the sheriff, who told her to leave. She didn’t, and the goons materialized.
Even if you hate when people shout over each other, or disrupt a speaker, and even if you don’t really care what happens to mouthy lefty broads, and even if you don’t suspect a hint of misogyny here, there’s something about this you should care about. The men who dragged her out of the room for popping off, directed by Sheriff Snowflake, had no identifying insignia of authority. Not even a jacket stamped SECURITY. Nothing. Which is not legal.
The chairman of the hosting Kootenai County Republican Central Committee was asked whether they had hired the security guards. He was not quite willing to own that. “Yeah, they volunteered,” he shrugged. “They’re known in the community, and we said, uh, we need some security, and they said ‘Oh, we’ll help out.’”
Yeah, that’s right. Volunteers. It’s the Jim Cro-Magnon Security Agency. If that doesn’t chill your American soul, your history books were sanitized. And don’t imagine for a moment that silencing and erasing a woman didn’t give them a mass boner.
But I’ll tell you what. All of this makes me want to go disrupt something. Go make myself so obnoxious they’ll have to drag my sorry old ass out of the building. Get that on tape, please, the forcible removal of the little old lady. Get a closeup of the thin old-lady skin being scraped along the skeezy carpeting, get the money shot of the old-lady panties billowing out above the pants as they hike up my shirt. I’m willing to take the hit. I look the part, but I’m not a bit fragile and my bone density is stellar.
I just have to find a Republican town hall event that hasn’t been canceled yet, due to a sudden outbreak of paying-attention among the electorate, and I might have to travel. Eastern Oregon maybe, or as they prefer, Western Idaho.
And I’d have some questions for the Citizen Rent-a-Nazis. Hello, boys! Little old lady here. No need to know my name. We’re all the same to you anyway. But listen up:
I can parallel park, keep a map in my head, pop a clutch, and sleep in the woods without a gun. I can make do. I grew up licking the sugar off the Juicy Fruit wrapper. I’ve had mumps, chicken pox, and measles (red and German). I grew up without child-proofing, when safety belts didn’t exist, and dogs ran wild in packs. I’m not afraid of immigrants, queers, vaccines, town hall disrupters, death, or leaving my cell phone at home.
I’ve had almost 500 periods in my life, any one of which would have made you junk monkeys call in sick to work, stone cold sober this time. Most of the women in this room have pushed a human being out of their bodies at least once, and you have to spend fifteen minutes on the toilet in the morning. You and your little proud-boy sperms might try giving childbirth a whirl yourselves before you start forcing grown women to do the same. Which is what our friend in Idaho was being disruptive about.
And I don’t need freedom of speech lessons from people trying to shut down the free press and burn books and strip the history out of our history texts. And I definitely don’t need them from the West Wing of the Kremlin.
Presuming you’ve seen that House Speaker Mike Johnson is now advising his fellow Republican lawmakers to avoid any town hall-type meetings with constituents, since several such meetings have devolved into shouting matches with disgruntled voters.
Sure – the way to solve the problems of bad governance is to hide from the folks who put you in office. Way to be responsive!
Oh sure. It’s not scary if it’s just Dems showing up at town hall meetings, but once they piss off their base, there could be some militias showing up.
Vance got chased out of Vermont and a wax museum in San Antonio, Texas had to remove their Trump statue because people kept assaulting it. They did note that other presidential statues had been abused in the past but didn’t say if they needed to remove them.
Maybe Republican House members should spend their time doing something rather than avoiding the electorate.
Oh, I’m ready to come at them with pitchforks and torches, baby! Forget about a noose. How about a guillotine. When you have nothing, you have nothing left to lose. They should keep that in mind. Viva La Revolution!
Retroactive abortions all around would be even more appropriate.
Nah, guillotine is too humane. Pitchforks yes. Torn apart by an angry mob even better. I particularly like the old English practice of drawing and quartering, which sounds so tame.
First the accused is hung, but not enough to kill them. Then either the genitalia are cut off and burned before them or the person is disemboweled and their organs are burned before them. Finally the head is struck off and the body is cut into four pieces (arms and legs). The head is put on a spike and exhibited in the place of justice while the four quarters are taken to the four quarters of the land and exhibited as a warning.
Now, see, I’d been thinking the drawing and quartering was about being roped by the limbs to four horses all set to gallop in different directions. That must be something else.
That is something else, but not sure what it’s called. The Indians had a variation with four elephants.
It says something about the discrepancy between the rich and the working class that instead of cringing when someone is describing such a gruesome death, we’re thinking, “where can I get four horses?”
HA HA HA HA HAHAHAHA!
Well said, Murr.
It was a disgusting spectacle, and not at all surprising for Idaho, the state that is misplaced by a couple thousand miles and some degrees of latitude and longitude.
We’re watching our country being stripped of dignity and coherence by a group so ignorant they think anything with the letters ‘div’ are anathema to their morals.
My goddaughter, a post doc researcher at a Cal university had her grant taken away because it involved ‘divergent chromosome formations in cancerous cells’.
In his performance last night, the wretched ass said the the US had spent 8 million on ‘making mice transgendered’….his handlers are too stupid to read that it was ‘transgenic’, another researched aimed at disease research.
We are lucky to have the local, state and national reps we have. I’m impressed by both Salinas and Dexter.
Good luck to us all.
Divergent chromosome formations! The nerve! The good news now is that they’ve made woolly mammoth mice.
And it gets worse. An effort was made to advise Trump’s people about the difference between transgenic and transgender, but they weren’t having it.
Hopefully none of them will ever need organs from transgenic animals. And isn’t insulin produced via transgenic processes? Or at least there was a promising effort to produce transgenic pancreases?
Personally, I’d be happy with a transgender liver if I need one. As far as transgenic critters goes: I’ve been unsure of what our ethical responsibility is to tinkered-with animals ever since I slaughtered thousands myself in the cause of science.
You are a hero! I watched the tape. She asked numerous times “Who are you?” And the crowd watched. That makes me just as angry.
Well she said something very much like “Who are you.” That’s the stripped-down version.
You make me laugh!
Emission accomplished!
I love this so much. I just need to know that there are people like you on our side. I am a blue dot in a red county, and I’d beg you to come to a town hall, but we are too rural for such things. No one comes to Podunk Pennsylvania.
I am grateful all the time to be in my little bubble here, because otherwise gaskets would be blown. And besides, Republican town halls are being canceled now.
I’ve always thought that for every school shooting an equal number of congress persons should die (republicans or democrats – they’re both responsible). Volunteers accepted (yeah right) and then by lottery. It’s a shit show now (because it’s getting closer to our personal asses) but lets face it, a country that allows school children to be slaughtered has been off the track for awhile. We’re known at ‘the democratics’ at the local dog park – local profiling at its best. When I proposed the ‘eye for an eye ‘ school shooting response in lieu of ‘thought and prayers’ I became the crazy lady. It’s a strange strange world.
Um: I’d like to know how you got to be “the democratic” at a dog park. Unless you spout off there? In which case, more power to you. Back when we had a dog, she was spectacularly trained and could be counted on to behave in every situation. Unfortunately, if I tried to train a dog like that today, that dog would have to visit me in prison.
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I’m here. In my quiet world, where it’s rather peaceful. There’s no TV. I haven’t recovered yet from my work as an election judge, and the crushing defeat of Kamala Harris. I don’t plan to work elections again. It was too depressing when I had to assist a voter who demanded to vote for Trump, AND Kennedy, AND Jill Stein. Colored in all the little bubbles, she did. All these idiotic Trump voters, and now look at the destruction.
Said too often and too glibly, but from the heart this time: thank you for your service.
Idahoan here (via WA and OR in my formative years). Our 50501 rally in Boise had even more people on Tuesday, and it wasn’t a holiday. I’m hoping some of our citizenry wakes up and at least elects some moderate Republicans instead of these whackadoos who now want to deregulate childcare in the state.
Set the children free! Oh. Not good.