It Takes a Special Kind of SOB to Stab Anyone and a Gang of Very Special SOBs to Stage a Fake PC CNN Feel-Good Protest

London Bridge terror attack First victim of London Bridge massacre identified as "beautiful" Canadian bride-to-be Chrissy Archibald. She was butchered by the son of a bitch bleeding out on the London sidewalk. 

Have any of you been stabbed?  I worked as a meat cutter for Jewel Foods in the late 1960's and bear the scars from accidental ( I hope) stabbings to my wrist, thigh and arms.  We wore chain-mail gloves when cutting huge pieces from beef, pig and lamb carcasses.  We were especially careful with one another, but accidents do happen. I was cut about eight or ten times and only needed stitches for three slices to my lard.  Nothing too horrific, but a sharp blade cuts deep and really begins to hurt hours later. 

I gained a deep and abiding respect for the trade and what the tools can do to living flesh.  There is also a deep sympathy in my heart for stabbing victims.

A gun takes no amount of will, courage, or hate to let fly at another person.  It is a coward's weapon of choice. A bat, length of pipe and especially a knife requires a true psychopathic person to bring on the suffering.

You must be some kind of deeply disturbed and rotten human being to beat or stab another human being to death.  You are a practiced son of a bitch, if you can do either. This London hero witnessed the stabbers and helped the police knock them off.  Here is a compelling report from the London Mirror: 



You must practice to this kind of violence. This could not have been the ISIS trio's first rodeo.
Practice on small and large animals, graduated to harming small and harmless people and perfected in the act of murder to 'send a message.'

I can understand the hate and frustration that might volcano into a passionate stabbing of a person by a person who has had some conflict - eating the last pizza slice, or kissing the wrong girl - but to conduct a stabbing rampage on anonymous people as a gift to Allah?  That is some sick stuff.

In London, this past weekend, the world once again witnessed the devout disciples of the Religion of Peace run-over and stab scores of people going about their lives, only a few weeks after their brethren set off shrapnel spewing bomb vests a concert hall full of little girls.  By Allah's beard, these are not Mormons doing this, nor are they Knights of Columbus, Greek Orthodox monks and sure as hell are not members of B'nai B'rith.  They are Muslims.

The IRA were Catholic lads.  The UVF were Protestant Boys.  They were sectarian sons of bitches who blew up one another as well as non Celts. ISIS is not a secular club.

Muslims are victims as much as non-Muslims.  However, the stabbing, beating, beheading, butchering and vehicle assaulting sons of bitches tune-up at Mosques and not around  Salvation Army kettles. CAIR never comes down hard on terror.   CAIR is Sinn Fein with a Koran.

Our secular theology of global ecology hootenanny harmony is the dogma attached to those who benefit from  terror, science jihad and wealth redistribution scams.  CNN is one of the most oily, obvious and obnoxious defenders of Globalist Secular Theology - No God, No Master but Mammon.

Immediately after the horrific stabbings and crushings of innocent tourists and Londoners.  CNN offered this:



I saw it and felt in my heart, " This is pure bullshit, worthy of PBS."  I read quite a bit and one source I choose is from Israel Artuz Sheva 7.   Israel knows all about the stabbing for Allah trope.  Their site offered a confirmation of my suspicions.




And they offered insight to the goings on behind the cameras and mic-booms.

The reporter narrating the segment is Becky Anderson an Abu Dhabi-based CNN news anchor, who praises the gathering as “a wonderful scene”.
But footage recorded just behind CNN’s cameras cast some doubt as to the veracity of Anderon’s coverage of the alleged protest. he behind-the-scenes footage, which quickly went viral, shows Anderson calling over the “Muslim Mothers” and positioning them in front of the cameras.
Criticism of what some dubbed CNN’s “fake news” or the “fake protest” spread like wildfire.
According to the original uploader of the behind-the-scenes clip, Mark Antro, CNN not only positioned the demonstrators in front of the cameras for a better shot, but also brought in minority police officers for the filming of the clip.
“Note the white police officers leaving before the CNN shot & the Asian officers coming in,” wrote Antro. “They then left after they went off air!”

CNN has claimed Antro’s footage is misleading, telling Mediaite that the demonstrators were simply allowed through a police cordon at the CNN crew’s request, and that the demonstration was quite real.

You have to be some kind son of a bitch to stab another human being.  Worse, it takes a practiced and soul-less bunch of bastards (CNN) to skew a tale of terror.  CNN says, the report is "quite real."

Quite real.  As genuine as CNN, the Paris Accord, Lord Mayor Khan's concerns and Kathy Griffin's apologies.

Trampas or the Virginian: Trump and The Spooks and the Supine Media

 

Sworn Donald Trump enemy John McCain admitted Wednesday that he passed the dossier of claims of a Russian blackmail plot against the president-elect.
The Arizona senator issued a public statement amid mounting questions of his exact role in the affair - and how a document riddled with errors and unverifiable claims came to be published.
'Late last year, I received sensitive information that has since been made public,' he said.
'Upon examination of the contents, and unable to make a judgment about their accuracy, I delivered the information to the Director of the FBI.
'That has been the extent of my contact with the FBI or any other government agency regarding this issue.' The Daily Mail

“the document was prepared for political opponents of Trump by a person who is understood to be a former British intelligence agent.” Ben Smith Buzzfeed

Super. Pretty wet out there with all the leaks, Golden Showers, Sobbing spooks and CNN unabe to fathom the fact that the Electoral College worked the way it was supposed to work.

So yesterday the media and the clubby spooks got a nose bleed.

I immediately thought of Owen Wister's great novel - The Virginian.  This is a novel more about the constructive and community forming application of words, than it is about the single show-down and gun play.

The character known as the Virginian is opposed to the glib, cowardly and shameless Trampas.  The Virginian will allow a friend, a person with whom he has shared danger, laughs and a few drinks, to call him an S.O.B. any minute of the day.  He will not tolerate, however, any malicious tag to sit in his aura for a second.

Five or six players sat over in the corner at a round table where counters were piled. Their eyes were close upon their cards, and one seemed to be dealing a card at a time to each, with pauses and betting between. Steve was there and the Virginian; the others were new faces.

“No place for amatures,” repeated the voice; and now I saw that it was the dealer’s. There was in his countenance the same ugliness that his words conveyed.
“Who’s that talkin’?” said one of the men near me, in a low voice.
“Trampas.”
“What’s he?”
“Cow-puncher, bronco-buster, tin-horn, most anything.”
“Who’s he talkin’ at?”
“Think it’s the black-headed guy he’s talking at.”
“That ain’t supposed to be safe, is it?”
“Guess we’re all goin’ to find out in a few minutes.”
“Been trouble between ‘em?”
“They’ve not met before. Trampas don’t enjoy losin’ to a stranger.”
“Fello’s from Arizona, yu’ say?”
“No. Virginia. He’s recently back from havin’ a look at Arizona. Went down there last year for a change. Works for the Sunk Creek outfit.” And then the dealer lowered his voice still further and said something in the other man’s ear, causing him to grin. After which both of them looked at me.
There had been silence over in the corner; but now the man Trampas spoke again.
“AND ten,” said he, sliding out some chips from before him. Very strange it was to hear him, how he contrived to make those words a personal taunt. The Virginian was looking at his cards. He might have been deaf.
“AND twenty,” said the next player, easily.
The next threw his cards down.
It was now the Virginian’s turn to bet, or leave the game, and he did not speak at once.
Therefore Trampas spoke. “Your bet, you son-of-a—.”
The Virginian’s pistol came out, and his hand lay on the table, holding it unaimed. And with a voice as gentle as ever, the voice that sounded almost like a caress, but drawling a very little more than usual, so that there was almost a space between each word, he issued his orders to the man Trampas: “When you call me that, SMILE.” And he looked at Trampas across the table.
Yes, the voice was gentle. But in my ears it seemed as if somewhere the bell of death was ringing; and silence, like a stroke, fell on the large room. All men present, as if by some magnetic current, had become aware of this crisis. In my ignorance, and the total stoppage of my thoughts, I stood stock-still, and noticed various people crouching, or shifting their positions.
“Sit quiet,” said the dealer, scornfully to the man near me. “Can’t you see he don’t want to push trouble? He has handed Trampas the choice to back down or draw his steel.”
Then, with equal suddenness and ease, the room came out of its strangeness. Voices and cards, the click of chips, the puff of tobacco, glasses lifted to drink,—this level of smooth relaxation hinted no more plainly of what lay beneath than does the surface tell the depth of the sea.
For Trampas had made his choice. And that choice was not to “draw his steel.” If it was knowledge that he sought, he had found it, and no mistake! We heard no further reference to what he had been pleased to style “amatures.” In no company would the black-headed man who had visited Arizona be rated a novice at the cool art of self-preservation.
One doubt remained: what kind of a man was Trampas? A public back-down is an unfinished thing,—for some natures at least. I looked at his face, and thought it sullen, but tricky rather than courageous.
Something had been added to my knowledge also. Once again I had heard applied to the Virginian that epithet which Steve so freely used. The same words, identical to the letter. But this time they had produced a pistol. “When you call me that, SMILE!” So I perceived a new example of the old truth, that the letter means nothing until the spirit gives it life. The Virginian Owen Wister (emphases my own)

The Media makes me want to shower.  The spooks ?  Who knows from spooks?

'Just Playin' - My Salon-ic Leap to a Conclusion in Boston Blast

In the hoary halls of my beloved Leo High School, one is likely to hear laughter, loud-talking, shouts of greeting and at times the sound of the scuffle.  They are adolescent males.  Rarely is there an actual fight, as they guys get along with one another very well.  What might sound like a fight ends up being 'Just Playin'"

Just Playin' is the 21st Century euphemism for 'kidding on the square.'  Taunts, fake fighting and such constitute 'Just Playin!'

" Well knock it off, gents, I had get my fat ass out of the chair, climb the stairs and evaluate the hubhub," I tend to admonish.

"Sorry, Hickey"

Just Playin' is also weasel word for " I insult you in the name of journalism, art or entertainment and you may not object."

Okay.

Salon is a way cool site.  It is edited by Sr. Joan Walsh, PPA, the abortion nun who appears on MSNBC with epic nit-wit Chris Matthews.  They are two former Irish Catholic school kids who shed the Holy Cards for Planned Parenthood, ACLU, SLPC, DNC and GE VIP Gold Cards.

Salon is the quality and moral equivalent of The Nation (William Lloyd Garrison's anti-immigrant and radical reconstruction playbill) For Dummies.  Salon is edgier and hipper and appeals to the arm-chair thinkers of Manhattan, Cape Cod and Hollywood who like their intellectual digests morsel sized as opposed to the lengthier and more esoteric The Nation.

Salon is pretentious and handy.

Immediately after the Boston Marathon terror attack, Salonista David Sirota, who has long campaigned for a national White Man Profiling Department of Homeland Security, prayed to Roger Baldwin and Jane Addams to interceded for us with Rev. Wilberforce that an epidermis of paler hue be perp-walked.

“White privilege is knowing that even if the bomber turns out to be white, no one will call for your group to be profiled as terrorists as a result, subjected to special screening or threatened with deportation,” writes author Tim Wise. “White privilege is knowing that if this bomber turns out to be white, the United States government will not bomb whatever corn field or mountain town or stale suburb from which said bomber came, just to ensure that others like him or her don’t get any ideas. And if he turns out to be a member of the Irish Republican Army we won’t bomb Dublin. And if he’s an Italian-American Catholic we won’t bomb the Vatican.”

Daaaaaaaaave, chill. Rep. Nancy Pelosi (D,CA) is a trunk-stuffer and I am quite sure that she would have absloutely no problem droning St. Peter's Dome. MSNBC"S Larry O'Donnell, the Mad 'Hoor of an MSNBC Peacock, would not be above the C-4-ing of the odd Knights of Columbus Hall.

Being WHITE don't make it Right.  Shucks, God Father's Pizza and all?

The bomber fits the profile of a person who would be willing to set bombs at a hard, or soft target crowded with people he, or she, or they do not know, or care a fig about. Could be an Arab. Could be a Dutchman, Could be a gent from a cargo-cult of hills of Papua New Guinea.

The cops will get the bad guys - plural or singular.

I am concerned that the bomber might prove to be a disgruntled media dweeb.

Consider.  CNN just fired Soledad O'Brien and what a diversity package she is!  Not only that CNN cashiered the chocolate Poppin' Fresh of Black Liberation Journalism, the doughy WEB DUBOIS his own bad self, . . .  Roland S. Martin!

Since joining the millions of Americans on Unemployment, Soledad and Roland S.  are in constant communication - track this twitter for the codes, Maties

e,g.

Why am I wearing my #APhiA black and gold colors on @Soledad_OBrien's last day on@StartingPtCNN? Our slogan is Onward and Upward!2 weeks ago  reply  retweet  share

rolandsmartin
Rolandsmartin

They ain't  happy.  Consider their positions.  They are out of the news; why not make history?

Who runs Marathons?  Thousands of pale, health conscious, affluent Whities of both genders.

Who wins Marathons?  Kenyans.

Set the bomb at the finish hours after the Kenyan, Solamalian, Ethiopian and Ghanan brothers and sisters have toweled off and hit the pasta bar. Target rich environment.  Then set off the next one and watch all of the affluent Honkies Loot the Marathon Swag Bags!




See?  No Soledad, No Martin No CNN!  CNN devoured itself butt first shortly before the Wolf Blitzer Show!

One suspect was said to have worn a grey hoodie. Roland?

Just Playin'!

McCain/Palin: The Race for Stupid - Jack Cafferty Sprints Past MSNBC - 'Its All Racism, I Tells Ya! Where's My Car?''

The Race does not always go to the swiftest - Jack Cafferty is Living Proof. Race is the Place with Helpful Hard-Bore Man! It is not all Race, Jack! What about Gay/Lesbian/Transgender/ and Sexual Predator Issues? Look at what's going on in Oregon! Jack it is a Rainbow of Self-Interest and Victimhood Issues! Remember, Jack, it is not all about black and white! What about Red, Brown, Yellow and Chartreuse (dry drunks of America)?

Remember, Jack Cafferty? Me either. He's on CNN, I guess. I never watch it. Wolf Blitzer creeps me out worse than the Burger King and Ronald McDonald -get night terrors. All of a sudden Jack Cafferty is Drudge Worthy by using the Race Card! Get noticed -Cry Race!

In the Race for the White House Race is the Only Card to Play!

From CNN's Jack Cafferty


Will race be the factor that keeps Obama from the White House?
Race is arguably the biggest issue in this election, and it's one that nobody's talking about.

The differences between Barack Obama and John McCain couldn't be more well-defined. Obama wants to change Washington. McCain is a part of Washington and a part of the Bush legacy. Yet the polls remain close. Doesn't make sense…unless it's race.

Time magazine's Michael Grunwald says race is the elephant in the room. He says Barack Obama needs to tread lightly as he fights back against the McCain-Palin campaign attacks.

When MSNBC-The Tool Shed seemed to have the lock on stupid, Jack Cafferty vaulted high over the bar! Jack, stop by Keegan's Pub! The economy, kids from the neighborhood in Iraq and Afghanistan, redistribution of wealth scams being touted by the DNC, Catholic school tuition rising along with more taxes for public school idiot mills, abortion, and no newspapers to read, really has the gang down-in-the-mouth. Pop in for a few on me and give out with some stupidity, it will do wonders for some great, but hurting middle class Americans. Heck, maybe you can get a Race Riot Going!