The Rage Against the War Machine was a disappointment. But that disappointment is not on the organisers. It’s on the somewhat expected apathy of the sheeple.
The Rage Against the War Machine in DC drew crowds not in the hundreds of thousands, not even in the tens of thousands, but in the thousands at best.
Despite considerable preparations and a mostly smooth implementation, too many found more important things to do. Compare to the women’s march on Washington to protest Donald Trump because Trump is Trump. Compare with the mythical rally featuring Forrest Gump.
The following screen grab is from the Tulsi speech. How many people do you count? What about the big empty expanse beyond that’s usually overflowing for the big rallies?
Tulsi’s speech occurred several hours into the event. It was one of the better speeches.
Here’s Tulsi posing with Jill Stein, Ron Paul, and Dennis Kucinich. The tall one between Tulsi and Jill is Elizabeth Harper (Kucinich).
This angry diatribe is for the fucking idiots who will never read it and couldn’t care. Those people are so fucking stupid. You find them online all the time. They can’t formulate a single grammatically correct sentence, much less one that’s meaningful. Yet somehow they get to carry on and consider themselves to be model parents. They’re cowards. Dickless, spineless, vaginaless cowards.
Oh we have to think of the children, they say. We can’t get too involved. We can be canceled! Right. And when your children grow up and understand - understand how you shamelessly caved in? Gotta hide that from the kids!
‘Yes, dear children, we provided for you - but we also groveled shamelessly. We had no choice!’
Not even when the most evil man on the planet plays brinksmanship and risks the survival of the blue dot?
Some people call Brandon Voldemort. Others call him the Manchurian Candidate. Still others call him the Antichrist.
All but a few thousand don’t react at all. They’re just grateful he’s not another Donald Trump.