The Left’s revolutionary alarm has sounded. They are getting up earlier and earlier, and that worries me, because if anything characterizes the most militant progressives in decades, it is a certain aversion to effort. Now they even work on Sundays. I mean at least they work in their own way, lynching cops in Atlanta. Let’s not lose hope, maybe it’s a start. Maybe next Sunday they’ll decide to make their damn beds and sweep up all the trash they left at their Atlanta rally.
For normal people, Sunday is for spending time with the family, watching TV, taking walks in the countryside, going to mass, and watching sports on TV. It’s about getting your strength back and ready for Monday, which is a work day. But for the radical Left (which is now easy to tell from the nonradical Left), Sunday is a day for throwing Molotov cocktails at the police, which is an extremely intelligent way of condemning police violence.
It is surprising that the 35 people detained in Atlanta at the “Cop City” demonstrations are innocent. Maybe one of the consequences of the climate change they talk about so much is that bricks fly over police vehicles of their own accord, and Molotov cocktails fall from the sky without any human intervention. After the virus that came from a pangolin that turned out to be Xi Jinping in disguise, I’ll believe anything.
There are no presidential elections until next year and the Left is already increasing the temperature on the streets. They are early. Or maybe they feel they have a lot of work ahead of them after the general disappointment with Biden. Theologians say that demons change their names to mislead people and something similar happens with anti-system activists. Yesterday, they waxed under the acronym BLM, today they do so under a myriad of environmental organizations, in addition to the usual suspects who never miss the party; I am referring to SPLC and NLG, legal observers who observe only what they fancy observing.
The most stupid president we ever had in Spain, José Luis Rodríguez Zapatero, once confessed after a TV interview during an election campaign: “It is good for us that there is tension in the streets.” Of course, he said it to his friend the presenter after the interview, when he thought the microphones were not on, but they were and someone leaked it to the press. Those days, the Left was whipping up the streets and institutions into a strangely violent frenzy, especially if we take into account that no one had yet agreed on why they were protesting. The interesting thing about Zapatero’s confession is that for once he told the truth: it is in the interests of the Left for there to be tension. And there is a logical explanation.
Under normal circumstances, no sensible person would vote for people who want to impose their way of thinking, who tell you how you have to be a man or a woman, who tell you what car you can use, what you should eat, and the number of hours you should have your heating on. Under normal circumstances, no one would vote for anyone whose ultimate sexual fantasy is a tax increase. That’s why the Left needs “abnormal circumstances.”
And then there is the violence. The founding act of today’s social-communist Left was written by Marx at a time when, miraculously, he was not excessively drunk: “Communists have no need to conceal their ideas and intentions. They declare openly that their aims can only be achieved by overthrowing with violence the whole existing social order.” Marx used violence in his personal life, theoretical approaches, and public life. He was a perfect destroyer, as well as a spoiled child, always surrounded by hired girls, and I am not referring only to those at the whorehouses; he was a man who explained to us all what it meant to be a worker without having worked a day in his life, having lived solely on his wife’s inheritance. Romanian priest Richard Wurmbrand wrote years ago an interesting book, Marx and Satan, that finds sound indications of the bearded fat man’s fondness for Satanism, which would perhaps explain why his only desire, besides eating, drinking, and the like, was to destroy everything and fill the planet with hatred and division. After all, that is Satan’s favorite pastime.
For the most part, those who are now setting the streets on fire are not following Biden, as if the president ever had an idea of his own and anyone ever applauded him willingly. They follow Marx and his heirs. There they gather environmentalists (mostly lunatics), old USSR nostalgics (Putin-worshiping boomers), anarchists of different stripes (very irritating), and rioters (loudmouths) who believe in nothing but destruction; in that, they also resemble Marx. They are the kind of people who would kill a hundred policemen if it saved three or four trees. In other words, people you shouldn’t sit down for a meal with.
Cop City proves it. You live in the West, a free land. You have the right to protest and do whatever you want, with the only obligation to bear the consequences afterward. If you expect the police to respond to the Molotov cocktails by blowing kisses, you’re in the wrong country. That would be in Europe.