Posted on 11/11/2011 7:16:00 PM PST by Charles Henrickson
The Oligarchs must be shaking in their baby seal skin boots. The OWSies are on the move! "Batten down the hatches, boys, and pull up the drawbridges! How can we Oligarchs survive, when the OccupAnts are on the march??"
This is a worldwide movement that's gone global. There's no stopping it now. Pandora's box is out of the bottle. The Rubicon has reached a tipping point.
The DUmmies recognize all this, of course, being the keen geopolitical observers that they are, as we see in this THREAD by DUmmie Jackpine Radical, "I think what scares the Oligarchs more than anything else about OWS. . . ."
So let us enter the think tank (or stink tank) that is the DUmp, in Redolent Red, while the commentary of your humble guest correspondent, Charles Henrickson--wondering which sporting events the 40-Year-Old Insurgent, aka Will Pitt, will be watching this weekend instead of going to an Occupy protest--is in the [brackets]:
I think what scares the Oligarchs more than anything else about OWS is . . .
[Communicable disease?]
is that they can't understand it, they can't get a conceptual grip on what they're dealing with. . . .
[Look, even I can understand a bunch of skulls-full-of-mush college kids wanting to get out of class and get into each other's tents and feel good and righteous about doing it. It's called "1968." I understand it, and I'm not even an Oligarch!]
So what are they going to do? Distract, demonize, project, seek to crank up the ambient fear level (like with that incredible Bush-era color terror alert business; Migod, they were trying to use those colors like a thermostat so they could turn the fear level up or down as needed for the political moment!).
[The OWSies are generating a Fear Level Fuchsia.]
I expect that they will at some point in the near future attempt to impose some controls on the Internet.
[The Oligarchs will DEMAND more DUmmie FUnnies!]
This will fail, as will everything else that they try. There may be some short-term setbacks for the Movement, but in the long run the Oligarchs can’t win.
[You've won long enough, Oligarchs! Your time is up!]
Today's young people swim in a sea of information unlike anything we old farts could have imagined. . . .
[It's been an MSNBC change! The kids today are Youtubing in the Current TV!]
The Occupy Movement is like the perfect science-fiction monster.
{Jobless the Nutt.]
The various components of the Oligopoly are necessarily and inherently structured in a “spider”-style, and the very nature of their structure renders them unable to account for the astonishing ability of the "starfish" movement to form and reform itself, to invent and instantly implement wildly creative responses to the challenges it faces.
[Advancing With The Starfishes.]
I think the new interconnectedness of humanity is turning the species into a transpersonal entity with emergent properties that we cannot even guess at as yet.
[Meaning, I don't have a clue what I'm talking about. I'm just blowing gas out my @ss.]
[Thank you, DUmmie Jackpine Radical, for that specious analysis. Now let's see what your interconnected transpersonalities have to say . . .]
{{{{{{Robert Frost}}}}}}}}
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there's some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
[{{{{{{Robert Fist}}}}}}}}
Whose tents these are I think you know
We're Occupying Wall Street, so
All through the night we stay right here
And piss outside when we must go
Though some are straight, and some are queer
Us OWSies got our ass in gear
And this commitment we did make
To skip our classes all this year
Yes, we are strong, we make them quake
The Oligarchs in boots do shake
And they must go, before they sleep
To cabinets for pills to take
Though you may say that we are sheep
Our bleating noise is full of bleep
And moles lay low before they freep
And moles lay low before they freep]
we are all PART of that collective consciousness, as is everyone on DU. Maybe us old fogeys can never be as much at home in the Internet group consciousness as the young folks are since we didn't grow up with it. But to the extent that we participate, we are still part of the swarm, the group consciousness.
[Usually getting the DUmmies into ANY state of consciousness is the first trick.]
If you could download what's in my mind . . .
[What a virus my thoughts would give. . . .]
I have too much to say about this, so . . .
[I'll bore you all to tears anyway.]
Our collective consciousness has passed an important threshold. A tipping point was reached this year, 2011.
[Our collective consciousness has tipped over.]
A sufficient number of humans have now taken the red pill.
[The Bolshevik Red pill.]
Watch out! That means a quantum leap in social development lies ahead since it's individuals on the cutting edge who will cut the grooves that the mass of any given society will be pulled into in a spiral of ever higher development.
[Groovy!]
A high enough number of disobedient Ones have hacked into the Matrix and seen through its programming code. Their awareness of what is real and what is pretentiously fake has gone viral. It has infected the human collective. . . .
[Listen, herpes CAN be treated.]
They have become Neo - the One. . . .
[They have tried Neo - sporin. . . .]
Percy Bysshe Shelley - The Mask of Anarchy
And that slaughter to the Nation
Shall steam up like inspiration,
Eloquent, oracular;
A volcano heard afar.
[Pretty Darn Smelley - The Musk of Occupy
And that laughter of the Nation
Shall crack up at your deflation
Flatulent, spectacular
A fart noise heard afar]
What you say doesn't make any sense at all. You might want to engage the brain before you type.
[Naah! This is DUmmieland!]
I worry about the possibility of biological Warfare being used against OWS.
[Don't worry. They're doing a good enough job of that on their own.]
Fierce voice!
[Fart noise!]
'Creating a new society'? By camping out in tents? I'm sorry, I just don't see that this is going to change things much.
[And moles lay low before they freep
And moles lay low before they freep]
Long live OWS.
[Yes, please! It is a Mother Lode of Comedy Gold!]
Malapropisms! They're channeling Ozwald Bates, from In Living Color
The one and only cure for tuberculosis?
LOL!
Wreck of the Patrick Fitzgerald?
If we’re going to have Poetry Corner:
Things fall apart; the center cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Occupy Boston: A Town without Pitty.
Since William turned 40 on Wednesday, I have now dubbed him "The 40-Year-Old Insurgent."
I'll shout "William Rivers Pitt, where are you?!" over and over.
The Night of the Living Red:
These guys watch way too many movies. They are starting to confuse them with real life.
A fart noise heard afar
Where do you come up with these things?
[Our collective consciousness has tipped over.]
So apparently, they tripped over the threshold and spilled their consciousness.
Wasn't enough spilled to soak up with a Kleenex.
It's the only "life" they know. They have no "life" of their own.
I think Marx called them "Useful Idiots", although I would disagree. These idiots are pathetically useless.
DemocRATS call them "guaranteed votes".
I call them "wastes of space", and "future potential targets".
From what I’ve seen and heard, it’s not a protest — it’s a social event. Everyone gets to hang-out and do what libs love doing best: gripe, moan, complain, carp, whine and try to drag everyone else down to their level. Subject matter is not important. It’s the self-reinforcing social interaction that counts.
Oh, and the weed. Let’s not forget the weed.
There may be some short-term setbacks for the MovementNot for me moonbat. My 'Movement' is as regular as can be.
(ps: Stay off the Tofu and your Movement will be fine too.)
I think the new interconnectedness of humanity is turning the species into a transpersonal entity with emergent properties that we cannot even guess at as yet.Wow! A six syllable word. You get 5 points for that DUmmie.
Now the bad news. You get -20 points for writing a whole bunch of insipid nonsense and trying pass it off as intelligence. And another -50 for making up a word: 'transpersonal'.
Now go back to reading 'Catcher In The Rye'.
Oh, and kindly keep away from all pointy objects, and guns. Especially the guns.
we are all PART of that collective consciousness, as is everyone on DU.Okay that seals it. I can't take it anymore.
I consider OWS the wet-ware version of Facebook.
[What a virus my thoughts would give. . . .]
Shallow minds only contain shallow thoughts. DUmmy's thoughts downloaded in 5 seconds on a 32 KB landline phone modem.
[Naah! This is DUmmieland!]
I would come close to saying this may have been a LOUSY FREEPER TROLL.
[And moles lay low before they freep
And moles lay low before they freep]
LOL. [LOUSY FREEPER TROLL] beating the DUmmies rather than the drums.
I wonder if Squeaky Fromme has hooked up with OWS yet?
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