Ever wonder why the #OWS screechmonkeys can't seem to come up with a coherent platform or vision? Is it because of inherent contradictions in their worldview? Is it all the disparate groups all muddled under one too-big-of-a-tent?
No. It is because of the Moonbat Rules of Polite Debate and Discourse, Vol. 2, Revised, which I dutifully present to you:
Chain of Hat Tips goes like this: Ace, Weasel Zippers, BreitbartTV, moron with camera
No wonder they accomplish nothing. However, they do provide blog fodder for those days when nothing else is worth writing about. Lars Larson made an impromptu visit to these cretins today during his radio show. He had to do it wirelessly since Portland wouldn't let him lay down any wiring. Unfortunately, as soon as he turned on his Verizon MiFi, the poor downtrodden fleabags overwhelmed his bandwidth with all their Proletariat iPhones and Oppressed Workers' MacBook Airs making the broadcast too choppy to continue.
Down the road in Eugene, (pronounced "M-O-S-C-O-W") some protohumans torched an SUV which had first been graffiti'd with various contradictory slogans and slams on Eugene mayor (and High Mistress of All Moonbats) Kitty Pearcy. What sense that is supposed to make, I dunno. That they've resorted to burning cars a-la the "youth" of Paris doesn't surprise me as much as the idea of them actually mastering fire. I thought that was beyond them. Especially here in the damp northwest. It could signify one of those "apes whacking each other with femurs in that 2001 movie" kind of quantum leaps that make the hippies actually dangerous. Or, it could mean one of 'em was lighting up his sneak-a-toke in the SUV and had a little problem. I think the odds are pretty even either way.