Monday, May 03, 2010

It Was One Hell Of A May Day


Just a day in the life of a naive happy-go-lucky person who is silly enough to think he should be able to go to see a play in New York City without being endangered by criminal, radical thugs engaging in property destruction and threats of violence against civilians and police while protesting in favor of illegal aliens undocumented immigrants. On May Day, of all days. Doesn't he know May Day was set aside as an especially sacred day for the furtherance of the cause of leftist mayhem and for tearing this racist country apart?

About an hour later we were heading to a concert on the NYU campus, and started walking down Broadway toward Astor Place. We started hearing lots of police sirens all at once, and then looked straight ahead. There were young guys with baseball bats and Che signs pinned to their backpacks running down the street smashing store windows, all on the west side of Broadway. We stopped dead on a corner, because there were police cars coming from so many different directions the street lights were rendered meaningless. As soon as we stopped, about 6 NYPD units pulled up to our exact corner and the cops jumped out and tackled two of the vandals literally TWO FEET in front of me. Some other officers arrived, jumped out of their cars, and started a crazy foot pursuit of another guy who started running in zig-zags down the middle of Broadway. They tackled him as well, in the middle of the freakin’ street, as cars kept almost hitting everyone involved. It happened incredibly quickly. There were tons of eyewitnesses, and I even saw a few people videotaping, but of course I can’t find mention of this incident anywhere online or in the media. We had about five minutes to get to the concert, so stopping and gawking wasn’t an option. We just kept walking, tried to get away from the whole mess. But we could see and hear police interviewing plenty of witnesses, and heard people say “they just kept breaking windows”, and saw the perps with their faces in the pavement for ourselves. I could describe them to you, but that would be utterly and totally racist.

Be sure to go to the site and read all about it. But note how he says he only had five minutes to make it to the play he was attending, on Broadway. Makes you wonder about that car bomb doesn't it? And maybe some other things as well.

H/T Michelle Malkin Be sure and go to that link as well and check out all the pictures, for those of you who don't (want to) believe that our immigration problems amount to more of an invasion of our borders than anything. Here's one that will both whet your appetite, yet make you sick to your stomach.



Revolution Without Borders! Yeah, buddy, that's the ticket.

Now, if you would like to read a brutally frank and honest assessment of what is actually going on here, from the perspective of the left, I highly recommend this article from In Defense of Marxism. Socialists, by and large, see themselves as natural rivals-for the support of the working class and the poor-to the Democratic Party, which is referred to here as "the graveyard of progressive ideals". Although socialists prefer the Democratic policy to that proposed by most (real) Republicans, they are pretty clear in their conviction that the Democratic agenda is to use the Hispanic poor immigrants as voting chattel. The immigrants themselves will get precious little out of it other than a chance to live here and work for peanuts and draw social services, or otherwise make a subsistence living.

Actually, it would be the best thing all the way around if the illegal Hispanic immigrants become registered members of some socialist party, should they indeed win the battle to become legalized citizens. The Democratic Party would certainly sing a different tune then. Unfortunately, the kind of things it will take to totally and permanently ruin the Democratic Party might well be the thing that will send the nation into a downward spiral from which it might never recover.