Ever seen the face of panic?

Here's a nice, little missive from one of the enlightened, peaceful, global liberators over at the Daily Kos.  I got a giggle out of it, hope you do, too. As you read it, keep in mind good old Saul Alinsky's rules (Rules for Radicals - dedicated to Lucifer), that say to remain covert until victory is complete or revelation in the form of intimidation cannot be avoided in order to stave of catastrophe.  Then you're supposed to make a big noise and pretend to be a bigger force than you are, in order to cause your enemy to be frightened or discouraged.

Heh-heh-heh......

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An Open Letter to the White Right, On the Occasion of Your Recent, Successful Temper Tantrum
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by tim wise
Wed Nov 03, 2010 at 04:59:20 AM PST

For all y’all rich folks, enjoy that champagne, or whatever fancy ass Scotch you drink.
And for y’all a bit lower on the economic scale, enjoy your Pabst Blue Ribbon, or whatever you favor.
Whatever the case, and whatever your economic station, know this…
You need to drink up.
And quickly.
And heavily.
Because your time is limited.
Real damned limited.
So party while you can, but mind the increasingly loud clock ticking away in the corners of your consciousness.
The clock that reminds you how little time you and yours have left.
Not much more now.
Tick, tock.
Tick, tock...
Tick.
Tock.
* tim wise's diary :: ::
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I know, you think you’ve taken “your country back” with this election -- and of course you have always thought it was yours for the taking, cuz that’s what we white folks are bred to believe, that it’s ours, and how dare anyone else say otherwise -- but you are wrong.
You have won a small battle in a larger war the meaning of which you do not remotely understand.
‘Cuz there is nothing even slightly original about you.
There have always been those who wanted to take the country back.
There were those who, in past years, wanted to take the country back to a time of enslavement and indentured servitude.
But they lost.
There were those who wanted to take us back to a time when children could be made to work in mines and factories, when workers had no legal rights to speak of, when the skies in every major city were heavy with industrial soot that would gather on sidewalks and windowsills like volcanic ash.
But they lost.
There were those who wanted to take us back to a time when women could not vote, or attend any but a few colleges, or get loans in their own names, or start their own businesses.
But they lost.
There were those who wanted to take us back to a time when blacks “had no rights that the white man was bound to respect,” – this being the official opinion of the Supreme Court before those awful days of judicial activism, now decried by the likes of you – and when people of color could legally be kept from voting solely because of race, or holding certain jobs, or living in certain neighborhoods, or run out of other towns altogether when the sun would go down, or be strung up from trees.
But they lost.
And you will lose.
So make a note of it.
Tweet it to yourself.
Put it on your Facebook wall and leave it there so you’ll remember that I told you so.
It is coming, and soon.
This isn’t hubris. It isn’t ideology. It is not wishful thinking.
It is math.
Not even advanced math. Just simple, basic, like 3rd grade math.
The kind of math that proves how your kind -- mostly older white folks beholden to an absurd, inaccurate, nostalgic fantasy of what America used to be like -- are dying.
You’re like the bad guy in every horror movie ever made, who gets shot five times, or stabbed ten, or blown up twice, and who will eventually pass -- even if it takes four sequels to make it happen -- but who in the meantime keeps coming back around, grabbing at our ankles as we walk by, we having been mistakenly convinced that you were finally dead this time.
Fair enough, and have at it. But remember how this movie ends.
Our ankles survive.
You do not.
Michael Meyers, Freddie Kreuger, Jason, and that V******V husband in that movie with Julia Roberts who tracks her down after she runs away and changes her identity--they are all done. Even that crazy V*******V in Saw is about to be finished off for good. Granted, he’s gonna be popping out in 3-D to scare the kiddies, so he isn’t going quietly. But he’s going, as all bad guys eventually do.
And in the pantheon of American history, conservative old white people have pretty much always been the bad guys, the keepers of the hegemonic and reactionary flame, the folks unwilling to share the category of American with others on equal terms.
Fine, keep it up. It doesn't matter.
Because you’re on the endangered list.
And unlike, say, the bald eagle or some exotic species of muskrat, you are not worth saving.
In forty years or so, maybe fewer, there won’t be any more white people around who actually remember that Leave it to Beaver, Father Knows Best, Opie-Taylor-Down-at-the-Fishing Hole cornpone V******V that you hold so near and dear to your heart.
There won’t be any more white folks around who think the 1950s were the good old days, because there won’t be any more white folks around who actually remember them, and so therefore, we’ll be able to teach about them accurately and honestly, without hurting your precious feelings, or those of the so-called “greatest generation” -- a bunch whose white contingent was top-heavy with ethical miscreants who helped save the world from fascism only to return home and oppose the ending of it here, by doing nothing to lift a finger on behalf of the civil rights struggle.
It's OK. Because in about forty years, half the country will be black or brown. And there is nothing you can do about it.
Nothing, Senõr Tancredo.
Nothing, Senõra Angle, or Senõra Brewer, or Senõr Beck.
Loy tiene muy mal, hijo de Puta.
And by then you will have gone all in as a white nationalist movement -- hell you’ve all but done that now -- thus guaranteeing that the folks of color, and even a decent size minority of us white folks will be able to crush you, election after election, from the Presidency on down to the 8th grade student council.
Like I said, this is math. And numbers don’t lie.
Bottom line, this too shall pass.
So enjoy your tax cuts a while longer.
Go buy whatever you people buy when your taxes get cut: a new car or two, a bigger house, an island. Whatever.
Go back to trading your derivatives, engaging in rampant financial speculation that produces nothing of value, that turns the whole world into your personal casino. Whatever.
Play your hand, and for the love of God play it big. Real big. As in, shoot for the moon big. As in, try to privatize Social Security, and health care, and everything else. Whatever.
At least that way everyone will be able to see what you're really about.
We’ve been trying to tell them, but nothing beats seeing it with your own eyes, so "Go big or go home," Bubba.
"Git ‘er Done."
"Cowboy up," or whatever other stupid catch phrase strikes your fancy.
Just promise you’ll do more than talk this time.
Please, or as one of your celluloid heroes might put it, “make my day.”
Do whatever you gotta do, but remember that those who are the victims of your greed and indifference take the long view.
They know, but you do not, that justice is not for the sprinters, but rather for the long distance runners who will be hitting their second wind, right about the time that you collapse from exhaustion.
They are like the tortoise to your hare.
They are like the San Francisco Giants, to your New York Yankees: a bunch that loses year after year after year, until they finally win.
You have had this confidence before, remember?
You thought you had secured your position permanently after the overthrow of reconstruction in the wake of the civil war, after the elimination of the New Deal, after the Reagan revolution, after the Republican electoral victory of 1994. And yet, those you thought you had cowed and defeated are still here.
Because those who have lived on the margins, who have been abused, maligned, targeted by austerity measures and budget cuts, subjected to racism, classism, sexism, straight supremacy and every other form of oppression always know more about their abusers than the abusers know about their victims.
They have to study you, to pay careful attention, to adjust their body armor accordingly, and to memorize your sleep patterns.
You, on the other hand, need know nothing whatsoever about them. And this, will surely prove politically fatal to you in the end. For it means you will not know their resolve. Will not fear it, as you should.
It means you will take their greatest strength -- perseverance -- and make of it a weakness, called losing.
But what you forget, or more to the point never knew, is that those who lose know how to lose, which is to say they know how to lose with dignity.
And those who suffer know how to suffer, which is to say they know how to survive: a skill that is in short supply amid the likes of you.
You, who could not survive the thought of minimal health care reform, or financial regulation, or a marginal tax rate equal to that which you paid just 10 years earlier, perhaps are under the illusion that everyone is as weak as you, as soft as you, as akin to petulant children as you are, as unable to cope with the smallest setback, the slightest challenge to the way you think your country should look and feel, and operate.
But they are not.
And they know how to regroup, and plot, and plan, and they are planning even now -- we are -- your destruction.
And I do not mean by that your physical destruction. We don’t play those games. We’re not into the whole “Second Amendment remedies, militia, armed resistance” V******V that your side fetishizes, cuz, see, we don’t have to be. We don't need guns.
We just have to be patient.
And wait for you to pass into that good night, first politically, and then, well...
Do you hear it?
The sound of your empire dying? Your nation, as you knew it, ending, permanently?
Because I do, and the sound of its demise is beautiful.
So know this.
If you thought this election was payback for 2008, remember…
Payback, thy name is…
Temporary.


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Nice try, little ones.  I don't think Mr. Soros is going to be pleased that you are adding fuel to what will already be a huge fire, once the rest of us go from aware to actively opposing.  It's too soon and he knows it.  That kind of thing gets you thrown under the collective's bus.  We outnumber you four-fold (& growing) and already surround you, and began our history by kicking the world's greatest  super power out of our land.  Twice.  That is the math and reality you already understand, and why you fear us so very much.  But your little tirade, typed up in mom's basement or the school's library, was very entertaining - - nice word-usage, with "hubris" and all, but it does kind of drone on.  Anyway, thank you for the slapstick.

Back to the American audience, that has already outlived dozens of red menaces.  It's the collective experience (many thousands of years, including my 30) of cops, soldiers, anti-terrorist specialists and grownups of all sorts, that:
-phone creeps are phone creeps because they lack the courage to face people in person.
-bad guys don't advertise when they really intend to do some dirt.  "Watch your back" or "I'll be seeing you" are the childish, last words thrown in to try and ruin a night's sleep when you've lost the argument.
-Che', Hugo, Zhedung, Osama and all the rest are generally just sociopaths; marginal or worse in combat but very brave when ordering up their cannon-fodder and  menacing (or murdering) harmless civilians or unarmed prisoners.

Anyway, for the grown-ups present,  you've already figured out that these big, scary words are only intended to make folks back down and doubt, hide, capitulate or otherwise fail to finish the fight, guaranteeing the invader an easier time.  We know, as do the Leftist leaders that disapprove of speaking too soon, that the American people may be too comfortable, but they are also the toughest, most resistant creatures to oppression that history has seen. 

The repudiation of 2010 was bigger than any setback since 1938, and took less time to react to than 1922 (when they changed from American Socialists to "Liberals").  The 2009 Republican party was declared 'dead'.  Rightfully so, since it was nearly as Progressive as the Socialist-owned Dems.  It was scrubbed clean by the People in 2010 primaries, and delivered the eviction notice just months later.  The res of the squatters go in just under 2 years.

We haven't even cleared our throats yet.  We will win this thing.  Politically.  Because we know that some massive, nasty demonstrations and actual lefty violence are coming, which we will put down as gently as possible while never even considering the surrender of our Constitutional Republic.  And if any sort of armed insurrection was actually thrown at us, the vast majority of 310 million Americans* would stand and see it through.  We would fight for our families, our friends, our neighbors and our country; not some moldy, discredited, power-trip theory that has failed everywhere it has been tried.

And the little, note-writing Pol Pots that we send to prison would be safer in American custody than among their own people, like all treasonous arrestees or enemy combatants.  And, of course, when these little Communist wanna-be's realize (as nearly all eventually do) how much they've been lied to and manipulated, they'll be able to tell others that are still among the cannon fodder.

Have a nice day.  : )

*the Dear Leader already knows that he cannot count on the cops or military.  Actually, he can: to support the Constitution that they swore to defend; nearly 100%.  The troops have already asked themselves, "what will I do, if..."