Tea party heckler calls Elizabeth Warren a ‘socialist whore’

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At a campaign event Elizabeth Warren held for volunteers last night, a tea party heckler called her “a socialist whore.” He then struggled with a locked door as he attempted to leave:

I guess a socialist whore distributes favors and collects wages “from each according to his ability, to each according to his need.”  Wait, technically I guess that’s a Communist whore.

“What kind of ‘white’ person are you? What kind of ‘white’ person do you want to be?”
WHITE PEOPLE
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History This video looks at the forgotten white people in the struggles of My Black America.  (What are you willing to risk?)

Memo to Clarence Thomas,

Could you now please STFU until the end of time? THIS is what a  “high-tech lynching”  looks like:

 

~with special thanks to my good friend Ricardo Smith who provided most of the  information for this article.

Remember the movie “Mars Needs Women?” So, apparently, do white supremacists. In fact, at a recent conference of the National Policy Institute, in a room filled with 45-50 mostly older, hateful but straining to sound intellectual about it white men, there were only three female fascists to be found. It was enough of an issue that a participant named Michael Hart asked about it during the Q&A session. He wondered aloud about why there are so few women in the movement and what could be done to address the issue. This was not the first time the problem was discussed in the hate community. It had come up as recently as this year on a long and winding thread on Stormfront, but it seems that solutions, final or otherwise, have not been found.

There was a palpable tension in the room. Clearly this issue resonated with most of those present. Where some were concerned it seemed that the answer should be obvious. Even if you aren’t a white power maniac it is usually harder to attract women if you are a skinny-legged 85 year old with a giant pot belly, terrible rug and belt worn jauntily at the nipple line.  Sadly for the movement this is a significant and growing demographic. Life can be unkind that way, even to the most unkind among us. Some might think that the presence of people like F. Roger Devlin, who is at least as well-known for his misogyny as he is for his racism might contribute to the problem but that didn’t seem to occur to any of the conference-goers.

As I mentioned this was an academic crowd but all the big brains in the room could only come up with one contributing factor: they know that they are terribly persecuted when they are outed for their political beliefs and imagined that this could be even more of a problem for women as women still have a harder time making a living than men do. These were some caring and sensitive racists, though they didn’t mention where they stood on the Lily Ledbetter equal pay case.

But what of the younger and hunkier among them? Where were the Aryan maidens who ought to be flocking around, or at least showing up for the occasional conference? Richard Spencer, executive director of the National Policy Institute, didn’t really know the answer to why the white right is such a sausage club but he knew what could change the situation.

He reminded his lonely and frustrated minions that they know more than most people and that one thing they know is that the cause of racial separation is beautiful and natural. Unlike liberals whose world is ugly and grey they need only work harder to spread their message and this natural beauty will be made manifest, rendering them and their cause irresistible. Some jokes ensued about the parade of hot babes in their future.

Another man rose to speak about the mainstream media and their mind-numbing influence on the masses. He said that any dictator would envy what Walter Cronkite could accomplish in five minutes and, continuing on the theme of the previous question, someone added that what they need for real influence are some hot blondes with cleavage.  I’m guessing that he just momentarily forgot that they already have Fox News.

                                                Introductory Remarks

Welcome and thanks for coming out tonight to the first meeting of Firebaggers Anonymous (FA), the newest 12 Step recovery program composed of, well, us but the need is growing daily so I’m convinced we will grow too.  Smoke ‘em if you got ‘em, coffee’s by the door. Donations never required but always appreciated.

So.  I’ll begin by introducing myself: My name is nycgirl and I am a Recovering Firebagger–in a couple of months I’ll have five years clean. Thank you, thank you, applause never required but always appreciated.  I know, it’s hard to believe when I look so calm and rational and, dare I say it, happy but four years and some months ago I was where you are today, which goes to my main message to you:  If I can get clean anybody can.  I should mention that I had a few months of shaky sobriety before that but then I relapsed bad. As awful as it was I am grateful that it happened as it taught me that relapse is part of the disease.

Incidentally we are all about first names here. In the grand tradition of Bill W. and AA confidentiality is key. No addict is any better or any worse than any other addict, we don’t judge each other and we protect each other from the judgments of the world by remembering that. Very few things can get you expelled from this group but outing another addict who is struggling to get clean will do it. And speaking of expulsion I apologize for that little fracas with Jane, Markos and Glenn before and I’m glad it didn’t scare most of you away. I’m a tolerant person and a harm reductionist but Jesus!, coming here today and using right in front of me?! Some people really do want to get caught. Nine times out of 10 when a flaming firebagger is outed they out themselves. I guess it’s because the constant and persistent need for attention is a primary symptom of the disease.

Where you are concerned however, here is the good news. By coming here today and mustering the courage to walk through that door you have taken the first step: admitting you have a problem.  (I know you thought everyone else had the problem and that you and your tiny circle of friends on the Purity Left were the only ones who didn’t but you were wrong). Although this will be uncomfortable for you and hard to tolerate you need to learn to live with this feeling. It is necessary for your recovery, so repeat after me: “It is possible at times for me to be wrong and other people to be right.” There, that wasn’t so bad, was it? Breathe.

When we meet next time I’ll get into some general addictions theory and how it applies to firebagging, how we work the 12 Steps, etc. Just two things to hold you over before we go. First, stop trying to control what you can’t and strive to give it up to a Higher Power (as lefties, some of us are into God for that but alot of us are agnostics or atheists.  Different people have different Higher Powers. Mine is my own Dazzling Intellect and My Lying Eyes. Amen). The policy of the group on this is  “Whatever works.”

Here is an example of the way your life improves when you put down the flame pipe forever. The other night I watched Ed Schultz. I try to avoid it as he is a massive, bloviating and unrepentant flamebagger but I was just feeling the need for something other than a cooking show to connect my hours of Keith, Rachel and Lawrence viewing pleasure.

Fortunately for me the Rev Al Sharpton was substituting. I can say that now but back when I was using just seeing his face was a trigger for me to start flaming in all directions. I felt at the time he gave me plenty of reason, from the profoundly shameful (Tawana Brawley case) to the deeply superficial (warm-up suits and ” don’tcha  touch my hair,  I just got a new  marcelle”). I knew then that we mostly agreed politically but I didn’t care. I was too invested in my right to have tantrums and my role as the REAL voice of the people.

On this night though he was debating Pat Buchanan who had just referred to our President as  “your boy, Barack Obama” in the same week that the POTUS was called “a tar baby” by alleged US Representative Lamborn.  I KNOW!  It was a joy to watch the masterful, dignified and angry job  that Al did destroying that cracker-ass cracker.

The first things you lose to a bad flame throwing habit are the ability to recognize and love your brother/sister unconditionally and the ability to recognize your most dangerous enemy and deal accordingly.  I thank the Universe every day that my sobriety has returned those things to me.

Thanks again and I look forward to the next time we meet. Could somebody stay behind to help with the folding chairs and could everybody please empty his/her own ashtray? I’ll stay for awhile for any questions.

Next week:  nycgirl does a one-on-one orientation to the 12 Steps with a new and fragile member!

Hey everybody! I finished the Alan West Post but it’s not here, it’s embedded in my response to toma’s comment on the first part. Am I a genius, experimenting with the form, or am I the most scattered person you’ve ever known? You be the judge but either way I’m sure you didn’t think I’d write it twice. What?

I like to call this one “Something for the Ladies”

Tar baby.  Really??

TAR BABY???   WTF?!?!  Re-

call / impeach.  Buh-bye.

I am Alan West. Do NOT Question My Authori-tah, Especially if You are Now or Have Ever Been the Owner of a UTERUS!! AND STOP YELLING!! …NO I’M NOT, YOU ARE!!! WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT?!?!?!

 

(to be continued)

People think I hate the Teabaggers but I don’t, I kid the Teabaggers. Hate diminishes the hater so I’m trying to cut down. Back in the days of the Great Depression (no, not that one, the one that started the first time W was “elected” and ended…well, I’ll let you know if I hear anything) some people played games to take their minds off things. I don’t drink much so I couldn’t really get into “Drink a Shot Everytime Guliani Mentions 9/11″ but I got pretty good at “Stupid or Evil” (sometimes called “Evil or Stupid”). You know the one that goes “OK I know that even if Babs didn’t drink while pregnant George Jr was never going to be the sharpest tool in the shed but what tiny percentage of evil do you think is in him with all of that stupid?” Or “OK obviously Cheney is no dope but don’t you have to be a little stupid to think you could get away with all that pure evil in America?” (Answer: No. Sigh.) Sometimes when liberals feel desperate we like to parse while Rome burns. Fortunately we tend to have the required mental capacity.

Alan West (fReaky fReshman fRom floRida) is a big, giant, enormous Walking Anger Management Problem and I couldn’t be more grateful. His actions over the last couple of weeks made him stand out for me even in the most impressive field of Republican Crazy/Evil/Stupid of my lifetime. It got me right over my writer’s block, and writer’s block in an NLD person is way worse than your average case, so how can I be anything but grateful. If you don’t believe me read the NLD Wikipedia page, especially the section titled “Anxiety.” It describes the state that a person with NLD basically wakes up to everyday and we struggle past it to get anything done, especially anything creative. If you think you get it because you once had a bad episode of writer’s block you don’t–it’s kind of like telling someone who struggles with serious clinical depression that you know how it feels because once you felt really sad, which I would not suggest. It’s a goddam miracle that I am finally writing at all. Who would have thought that the universe would need to send me an insecure-macho-Islamaphobic-token black-teabagging-sexist-racist-race-card-playing fool to get me started. She does indeed act in mysterious ways. Details on West’s short but distinguished record in the following post.

Although I very much appreciate the traffic if you are under 18 and reading this blog I’m afraid I’m going to have to ask you to leave. That’s right, come back when you grow up, girl (or boy, as the case may be).

You see sometimes when grownups are angry we use bad words and no young person would ever do that save the influence of a terrible older person, possibly even one who doesn’t believe in Jay-sus! My largest areas of interest these days are national politics and my struggle to adjust to a recent diagnosis of Nonverbal Learning Disability so it’s safe to assume I will be Writing While Angry much of the time. Having been childless by choice for lo these many years I don’t intend to start ruining anyone else’s children now!

I hope I am still around and blogging when you are legal so that you can come back. I know when you are a kid and you have no rights it seems like that time will never come but trust me, one day you wake up and there it is! And yes, it’s everything you’ve dreamed of. It’s wonderful to be old enough to do what you want and tell anyone who doesn’t like it to fuck off! (See, there I go with the language).

BTW if anyone asks, especially parental or legal authorities, the only advice I ever gave you was Stay In School And Don’t Do Drugs. Hang in there and maybe I’ll see you back soon. Until then if it’s any consolation, I don’t think you’d be that interested in anything I have to say right now. After all, I’m old enough to be your MILF!