The Microcosm in Sacramento: Many Little Bits ­ and Way

Veddy Well. Here We Go. Move America Forward (into the abyss) organized a demonstration against the Steve Pearcy art being exhibited in the CA State Attorney General’s building. Christine Craft from AM 1240 AAR organized a counter-demonstration. So. I’m goin’ in.

My God. The lunatic fringe right is a caricature of themselves. First of all ­ KFBK, the Nazi Station, A RADIO STATION, erects a giant booth on the sidewalk directly to the west of the STATE OF CALIFORNIA ATTORNEY GENERAL’S OFFICE, WITH A TWENTY BY SIX FOOT BANNER IN FRONT OF IT THAT READS: “LIBERALISM IS A MENTAL DISORDER”.


Well. Right away the hackles go up the back of my neck. So, let’s paint the cast: The Most Excellent Left: old and young, big and small, every color, every sex, every creed, every walk of life. The beautiful, sweet creed of freedom. A gleam in every eye. We were mad. We’ve Had Enough. My fellow Americans, I stood with you. It was an honor. Damn. You had to be there. These people were great.


We were squared off, kept to either side of the main pillars. We’re east, they’re west. We had to maintain a path for sidewalk traffic.


Them: Thirty six full-size American flags draped around shoulders. Screaming, poop and pee-obsessed, “Faggot!”, “Go back to Beijing!”, half-drunk, a lot of really mean-looking shithead-type guys with aviator glasses, rolled-up jean cuffs, flaming eagle T-shirts. Hard Looks. Takin’ Pictures. We’re Gonna Getcha. A coupla big. big, giant-type older guys with white crewcuts. Drunk, older, mean-looking women. One really-good-looking young lady with a completely psycho BarbieSmile. A few very normal looking-people: “Nothing going on here. Just a little Nazi-worship. Hmmm, pay no attention.” A few lost-looking ten-year olds, right out in front, toward the street. ‘Gitmo’ T-shirts everywhere. And then:


Poop-Woman. This rangy, weaving temptress shouted unintelligibly, flipping everyone off with more flip-off energy than anyone has ever flipped anyone in the history of the flipping. She would occasionally pretend to wipe her bottom and throw it at us. She pretended to put some on a stolen TraitorGate sign lying on the ground. She was great. Poop-Woman. Yeah. She was, like, their leader.
Flag-Woman. Oh, yeah. Show the liberals how stupid they are by running past the police line, and trying to stretch out an eight-by twelve antique American flag on the gritty concrete in No-Man’s Land. Get hauled off by an even-handed City Police. Oh, yeah. She’s the smart one. That’ll get em. Spreadin’ out a flag. On the ground.
Captain America. Roars up for a confrontation in the street on his extra-giant-sized, fully American Flag-ized Harley-Davidson. Wearing a beanie, an American Flag Muscle Shirt, tight, tight pants with a rough-guy belt. Tattoos over old tattoos on a pair of prison biceps. He would jump on his bike, speed across the lanes, and turn around to take a threatening cruise past the People, gunning his American Flag Engine. I’m telling ya. Captain America. We cheered him. He hated that.
The Sinister Giggler. Greasy, combed-over black hair. Pasty-white, dressed like Michael Douglas in “Falling Down”. Sneerking. Giggling. Helping to pretend-pee and poop on the Stolen TraitorGate sign. Way, way, scarier than any of us know.
The Screamer. Oh, this guy. Wicked old man. Charging into No-Man’s Land again and again, roaring complete nonsense, I’m talking, “Ahygruakdhgjskhgodv” yelled at the very top of seventy-year-old lungs. Helping to poop and pee on the Poor Stolen TraitorGate sign. Flipping off everyone, double-flippers, with sugar. He was PISSED OFF. Then, he disappeared.
Lastly? Hmm. Perhaps ­ Flag-Dipper. O.K., all these guys dressed in blood-red, right? Looks so ugly. Thank god we’re blue. I can wear blue. This guy, with a full-sized, gold-fringed AMERICAN FLAG on a polished wood pole seven feet long, continually dropping his flag to the ground. Once, he let it rest on the garbage can. He was vilified for this by the People, a loud American Roar of Protest. His response? ­ to let it drag over the concrete, with a cruel smile on his face, the pole lodged in his crotch. “The Flag Is My Dick.” Now ­ that’s not American, We The People calmly stated. He gives us a big, mean, sicko-right-wing-vicious-I’ve-got-a-basement smile. A real, know-nothing, un-American bad-ass smile. What An Idiot.
So ­ then She goes out into No-Man’s Land, I don’t know her name, an attractive dark-haired woman in her late thirties. She goes out to meet a sally from Poop-Woman, who is throwing her poop at us from close up now ­ She’s had enough of this, and she walks out and ACTUALLY TRIES TO HAVE A REASONABLE TALK WITH POOP WOMAN! Oh, my. While She’s out there, the police move in, A Stupid Young Thug grabs Her sign and runs (This is the Origin of the Legendary Stolen TraitorGate sign). When a guy from our side tries to retrieve the sign, both sides surge forward, and there is a general hoofaraw of very, very physical CROWD FIGHT. The City Police, being relatively cool, calm it right down. Mostly because we’re all reasonable, American People, on our side. You know the type. Them? Well, they’re all pooping and peeing on the Poor , Stolen, Sign within sixty seconds. Old and young, lining up to squat and pretend-poop. One adventurous fellow pretends to vomit on the sign, and then licks it up. I’m perfectly serious. Eighty-year-old great grandmothers, pretend-pooping. This is the Republican Party.
We chanted. We sang ‘America the Beautiful’ WAY BETTER THAN THEM. We jostled. We yelled. Some KFBK NaziStation Jockey on a microphone did a hip-hip hooray for the Commander that became ‘Seig Heil’ on our side. We held the line. We shocked them, I think, with our vehemence, and our numbers, and our truth. They tried hard, but the strain was telling on many of them. They were like fading pictures of people, images of a long-ago America they once saw. Characters. Cartoons. Sadness. Fear. Frustration.
The last to really keep fighting was a seventeen-year old kid holding on to a pole of the giant banner. He was yelling about the Japanese, and how we wouldn’t have fought them, just let them in and given them America. He seemed scared, panicky. Like he really believed that we wanted to let the Terrorists kill us all. Liberalism Is A Mental Disorder, they have told him.
Now That’s Irony.

Greetings to the Magnificent Democratic Underground.

I'd love for the local south eastern pubs to see just what their kind look like when in action!

Sacramento, city of my birth! Home of the late, great Rep. Bob Matsui, capitol of the fifth largest economy in the entire world, a nation that would probably sit on the security council had it become the "Bear Flag Republic."

:wtf: is the matter with the wing nuts? Don't they know that attending art exhibits, looking at art pieces is not mandatory or even advisable when you find the mere description of the work or it's concept highly offensive.? Don't they know you're not supposed to throw naughty stuff?

These people will run around saying they're being followed because the messed with the AG, they'll say they are victims, they'll go tube-ing on the American River in search of that whale that got stuck there.

You've piqued my curiosity so I'm going to go look at the art in question...ok back...

"TANKS TO MR. BUSH" clever. He's a bit didactic for my taste but his after all points are very good, especially Lady Liberty in that cell, OMG!

Memo to "Move Forward America" and other right wing folks...don't look at art you don't like, don't watch TV that offends you, stay away from films that gross you our...

And stop whining like a bunch of babies. It's so, well so, nah, I won't say it.

Byronius, hats off:hi:

Go Tower Theatre!!!

Sac -- the Big City to all us folk in the Valley farm towns.

Thanks for the replay!

Disorder" crap. Its called TRANSFERENCE. They can't take responsibility for the mess they're making of this country with their bigoted 'whiteyisrighty' attitudes and ask no questions support of the BushPNACabal, so they project the guilt onto others.

Only reason I'm awake at 3:30 AM is because of the SIDE SHOW that started outside my building. Had to call the cops. Took six squad cars to break it up.

http://msnbc.msn.com/id/8542277/

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