The Pitchforks and Torches log

[BO]

Seems the peeps might have had enough. The evidence is in the number of increasing violent attacks against the system that the prez likes to call violent outbursts--as if to say they might be random and perpetrated by nut cases.

But, what if they aren't.

Seems recent events might actually be understandable given the desperation and limited alternatives some of these 'violent' individuals were faced with...

Like the guy from Florida who shot his previous employer....

"ORLANDO, Fla. - Jason Rodriguez's marriage long ago went sour, his home taken in foreclosure, his job lost to incompetence, his finances sunk in bankruptcy. It was a "stress overload" for the man accused of a deadly shooting rampage at his former office, his lawyer said Saturday.
The 40-year-old man whose life seemed to just keep getting worse was charged Saturday with first-degree murder, accused of killing one and wounding five Friday at his former office. He said nothing in his brief court appearance Saturday, but his attorney portrayed him as a mentally ill man who fell victim to countless problems."

Then, there is the couple who have been charged with 'torturing' a couple of loan modification scammers...

"LOS ANGELES (Reuters) - As Los Angeles housing advocates launched a campaign warning of mortgage rescue scams, a couple hit by foreclosure are charged with torturing two loan-modification agents they suspected of fraud, authorities said on Monday."

And we all know what happened when the army asked a muslim to go to his 'homeland' and kill his own people. Too bad they couldn't hear his objections.

Anyway...

Here's a good article on the reason we'll be seeing a lot more those violent outbursts in the future.

As Foreclosure Nightmares Increase, Will More Homeowners Pay Off Th...

"The economic crisis revealed late-capitalism's central offense: Human beings are being transparently treated if they were mere transactions. And they're going postal over it."

Or maybe they're beginning to see the entire government as the criminal enterprise it has become, and realize that that's why there's no justice for them. Maybe they now realize that the only way they'll ever experience justice is to take it by force. As Bush once said..."freedom isn't pretty." Maybe the 'war for freedom', has finally come home.

[BO]

Speaking of roof patches...was having a roof job done on my own house today, and noticed something sticking out of my shingles. Turns out it was a large caliber hollow-point bullet. Positioned right over where my kid sleeps.

Ain't the fucking collapse great? Fucking neanderthals everywhere. War is good for something. It tends to eliminate a bunch of 'em.

[pan]

Since it didn't penetrate, it had to have been fired a long, long way away.  Reminded that L.A. cops always park under concrete underpasses when it gets near midnight on New Years Eve.  Fools firing bullets up in the air forget that the come down with exactly the same force as they were fired.

[Mouse]

have just been inhaling the most perfectly scented air here at my front door in the hollow of a climbing rose which has made a tunnel over the front path.

[Cal]

I've always secretly aspired too having a rose tunnel over my door.  Mine aren't doing very well here in the sandy soil & subtropical heat.  Roots grown through bottom of pots - no winter dormancy period to allow me to repot them - each one I've tried has expired to a little thorny stump remnant of what it might have been.

[Cal]

An unrelated-to-anything-thought crossed my mind yesterday.  I once owned a gun to protect myself from savage hoardes etc. over here.  Was too frightened of the thing to ever use it except once when I idiotically (as in totally mindless) thought it might be a good idea to shoot at a poinsonous snake basking on a granite rock in the garden.  There was a mighty bang, a vanished snack .... and yesterday some 40 years after the event ... I wondered about ricocheting bullets & where that one might possibly have or did actually go.

[waldo mobile]

Still. Fookin. With. Fone.
Self - approval is normal as long as it doesn't go to your head...so use a headset.

[waldopaper]

Kinda like talking to yourself, isn't it waldo you sick old bitch. 

Sister Robin crashed her bicycle yesterday and now is laid up in the building scheduled for a hip job and is dealing with a head injury... could have been worse.  Robin's gonna be ok. 

Stuff that skull candy in them failing old ears and rock out to Miseria Nomine..  Good luck finding a Latin transcript in yer fookin fone mooby.  Can you find Elizabeth?  She approaches the gate house on Cemetery Hill with all of Pleiades behind her hiding behind the medieval babes facing anna marie's duff.    

Find it, waldo.  Now. 

[waldo mobile]

Hey keyboard turd. I am talking to the machine. While you are out chasing ghosts I am talking to the machine. And when the pitchforks and torches 50 I will be able to take pictures.

[waldopaper]

Grape, seize her groats!  He has invented the SLEEPING CHICKEN.  

Everybody RUN before it's TOO LATE.  Hide his device and end this madness. 

[waldo mobile]

Look on my works ye mighty and despair. Pair. Pair the fucking fruit. Sam has a lot to learn.

[Cal]

That's hilarious Waldo ... don't know if it's supposed to be funny .... thought I might be the only one reduced to babbling when armed with a keyboard computer AND an iPhone SIMULTANEOUSLY.  Never know where an email's going to arrive first or where I can or can't delete something so that it doesn't accidentally completely disappear forever when I only wanted to remove it from one of the devices.

Something that's arrived over here is Rdio - streaming 'whole-earth-catalogue' kind of jukebox - any kind of music anywhere, anytime.  I keep bobbing between Maria Callas, Leonard Cohen & the Seekers - never has deciding what to listen to been more difficult.

[waldopaper]

Sure.  Blame Sam.  File is just as obtuse as yer regular shit.  Maybe the machine understands it. 

Ha!  NO ONE expects the SLEEPING CHICKEN. 

Happy birthday you old fuck.  Many happy returns. 

You wanna go there?  You want to go there?  You want to go go there and be a CHICKEN? 

You can cluck cluck cluck and make a buck buck buck.  You can get there quick and be a buck buck drumstick.  If you go go there and be a CHICKEN. 

That's Charlie Chikkken.  Charlie doesn't even know  he's a girl... just like Elizabeth does not know she is a witch... even though she had been practicing witchcraft all her life like her mothers had for hundreds of generations.  

Boys generally learn that stuff from their fathers.  And there is a special kind of mojo that crosses genders and generations.  Witchcraft got a bad rep.  Let us call it folk wisdom.  Common sense is such a terrible oxymoron.  Charlie does not know the connection between eggs and chicken soup. 

Charlie is dreaming about fire hydrants thinking about beer.