Let’s see if I’ve got this right. The list of cities that are being besieged and set aflame by rioters includes the following: New York, Washington D.C., Chicago, Los Angeles, Philadelphia, Atlanta, Seattle, Portland and Minneapolis.
Quick: what do these cities all have in common?
- Their mayors are incompetent Leftist Democrats who have continued to go soft on crime, making petty theft the equivalent of jaywalking and encouraging the spread of homelessness on the streets;
- They have a history of lawlessness, of hampering and undermining the police while coddling criminals;
- They are “safe haven” cities for illegal immigrants;
- They following social policies which create mini-welfare states;
- They have terrible public school systems, entrenched by feral teachers’ unions;
- They’re broke, and have no means of financial recovery other than handouts by their (mostly) near-bankrupt state governments or by the equally-insolvent federal government;
- Even their wealthy citizens are neo-Socialists, and their middle-class hipsters support bullshit like anarchy, Black Lives Matter and anarchy;
- Feel free to add your observations, if you think I’ve missed anything major.
In other words, these shithole cities embody absolutely everything that is un-American about modern society and government; and yet we are supposed to feel some kind of sympathy or outrage that these cities are burning themselves to the ground?
Suck on it, assholes. Reap that liberal / socialist whirlwind, good and hard.
And somebody let me know when the carpet-bombing begins, so I can get some popcorn supplies in beforehand.
Oh, and by the way: this includes Dallas. Just don’t come too far north of I-635, assholes.
So here we are, facing an actual Monday for the first time in months — a Monday where the work week begins and one has to go back to the office:
So, reverting to Mondays of yore, a little savage, non-lockdown sick humor:
…as if drinking a Budweiser wasn’t punishment enough.
And seeing as people are going to have to start flying again at some point:
Color me unconvinced. And finally:
Now off with you, and try to avoid punching your boss in the face on your first day back.
The best thing about a Monday public holiday is that it makes the week shorter, like Hayden Panettiere. In the meantime, there’s still work to be done as we all get on our bikes to get back to work:
And so, a few smiles may be needed:
And speaking of parties:
And to end this post on the same note it started:
Gives the term “biker babe” a whole new meaning, dunnit?
OMG the Brits are SO lawless, flocking en masse to beaches at the first warm day in ages and overcrowding the place:
Well, I guess it depends on your camera placement, doesn’t it? Here’s the same beach:
Not really that crowded, is it?
Anyway, I don’t care. I don’t do beaches because it’s hot and you get sand in your thingy. Give me a decent bit of lawn any day:
Actually, I hate being in the sun, period, and as for sunbathing… don’t get me started.
I try to learn from the mistakes of others. Besides, you never know what you’ll see in the sun (note the attribution, bottom left):
Ugh, no. I prefer to avoid sunburn (and unfortunate sightings) in the traditional manner:
Indoors, pint, fish & chips, friends (note: that’s The Englishman’s hand, no doubt poised to steal a chip from me).
That is heaven, not sweltering in the sun on some manky beach with sand in bad places.