15 October 2010

The Guy Fawkes' Mask Slips V



 Leo Gerard, President, United Steelworkers International

The President of the United Steelworkers International, Leo Gerard, has a message for the weak and whiny flea party pussies, who have temporarily moved out of their parents' basements and into public parks where they can sit around in drum circles, smoke dope, smash windows, shit on cop cars, American flags, and middle class families' doorsteps, rape birds, and take 30 minutes in General Assemblies to finally give the Up Twinkles that store-bought sleeping bags for the upcoming blizzard are preferable to the hippie chick-crocheted snuggy bags for fighting off hypothermia: 

"Playtime is over, assholes.  Get with the programme or go the way of Ernst Röhm and his pansy boys and we aren't fucking around with you.  Capiche?"

For the record, there is nothing more in the world that I hate than weak and whiny men.  Isn't it interesting that surveys show that 70% of crybabies out whining, getting crusty, breaking windows, doing drugs, raping and acting like total losers with OccupyWallStreet are men?  Do any of my readers in ranch country have a "L" brand?  We need to brand those suckers with the Big L on their foreheads.  L is for LOSER. 

And, Leo, you little kitty, they are sleeping in their mummies' basements because they took your advice and voted for an inexperienced idiot. 59% of men between 18-24 live in Mummy's basement and, if you think that's pathetic, wait until that Obamacare childcare insurance kicks in or you read this:

"The number of adults ages 25 to 34 who have taken up residence in their childhood bedrooms has grown substantially, the U.S. Census Bureau reported today. The percentage of young men living with their parents has increased from 14 percent in 2005 to 19% in 2011."

Forget Viagra.  There's nothing that can help these FAILURES TO LAUNCH except for -- and this is a Hail Mary "perhaps" -- the eviction of the manchild from 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue.   These Boomerang Boys aren't just killing their parents retirement accounts and their own futures, they -- along with their counterparts in Japan ("Parasaito Shinguru" - parasitic singles), Italy ("Bamboccioni" - "big babies"), Germany ("Nesthockers") and the UK ("KIPPERS" - Kids In Parents’ Pockets Eroding Retirement Savings) -- are bringing down their very countries.  Oh, not through their little "Occupy Power" fists, Molotov cocktails, and revolution.  No.  We should be so lucky.

I am reminded of a heartbreaking article that I read not too very long ago about WWII vets and their opinions of the British youth.  Now, you have to understand we do have a S-E-R-I-O-U-S problem with drink and the young.  A 20 year-old woman, Laura Hall, became the first person to be banned from every pub and club in the UK.  She is also banned from purchasing alcohol or drinking alcohol anyway in England and Wales.  We've got the most female, binge drinkers in the world.  We have college kids permanently damaging their eyesight from doing vodka shots.  Yes, you read that right.  Vodka shot poured in the eye. 


"I sing no song for the once-proud country that spawned me, and I wonder why I ever tried.' 

 - A sailor, who fought the Japanese in the Far East 



 
'My patriotism has gone out of the window...'Those comrades of mine who never made it back would be appalled if they could see the world as it is today.  They would wonder what happened to the Brave New World they fought so damned hard for. This Land of Hope and Glory is just a land of yobs and drunks."
 
- An ex British commando, who took part in the disastrous Dieppe raid in which 4,000 men were lost




Sophie: Still working on a part here.


No, these shining examples of the Weakest Generation are proving that they don't have shit, but Guy Fawkes masks and idiotic Jazz Hands.  I could repost the photograph of the punk taking a dump on the American flag, but there is no need.  I'll say this, however, that punk wouldn't even hold up as well as Che Guevara, who soiled his pants before he was executed, looking into the eyes of an executioner like Khalid Sheik Mohammed holding a scimitar.  Oh, yeah, he'll wear his Che shirt and desecrate the flag.  He's a big, badass, but he is just a fair weather warrior sitting in a drum circle smoking dope while a 9 year-old in Al Hudaydah is willing to walk up to him next to him and pull the cord on a suicide belt.


Just in case the Occupy movement fails -- in other words, when it fails -- Gerard is urging union members to fill that gaping void with "more militancy."  Just in case some plaque breaks loose in one of his arteries, maybe the ambulance will have a flat tyre.  Oops!   There I go again.  Like I said, get a puppy.


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Much more coming, but I have stuff to do so come back later.  Big kiss.


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