5 thoughts on “An Appropriate Way To Celebrate May Day”
The comments are interesting. Some commentators wish to exempt their own particular favorite flavor of leftist statism (explicitly communist or not). There is one which even implies the Chinese brand isn’t or wasn’t all that bad!
There is some sense to the suggestion that the day (whichever is chosen) not be restricted to Communism, but expanded to Statism as such. Whether it comes from the “Right” or the “Left,” the bullet still leaves its victim equally dead…
I woke up and thought, “MAYDAY! MAYDAY!” …—…
Too bad there’s nobody who can come to our rescue.
And remember we shouldn’t do something, if Le Pen (or other person that nobody likes) did it decades ago.
There are no victims of Communism. If it had victims, it wasn’t true Communism.
On a similar note, as the head of the Rapists’ Society, there are no victims of true rape…
Bill Ayers shot off some firecrackers in honor of Obama’s “Uncle Frank,” but Obama wasn’t grateful.
“Bill, you know how you scare me when you’re around explosives,” the former Red Diaper Baby chided his ghost-writer.
The comments are interesting. Some commentators wish to exempt their own particular favorite flavor of leftist statism (explicitly communist or not). There is one which even implies the Chinese brand isn’t or wasn’t all that bad!
There is some sense to the suggestion that the day (whichever is chosen) not be restricted to Communism, but expanded to Statism as such. Whether it comes from the “Right” or the “Left,” the bullet still leaves its victim equally dead…
I woke up and thought, “MAYDAY! MAYDAY!” …—…
Too bad there’s nobody who can come to our rescue.
And remember we shouldn’t do something, if Le Pen (or other person that nobody likes) did it decades ago.
There are no victims of Communism. If it had victims, it wasn’t true Communism.
On a similar note, as the head of the Rapists’ Society, there are no victims of true rape…
Bill Ayers shot off some firecrackers in honor of Obama’s “Uncle Frank,” but Obama wasn’t grateful.
“Bill, you know how you scare me when you’re around explosives,” the former Red Diaper Baby chided his ghost-writer.