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You Can’t Always Get What You Want…

07 November 2011 @ 10:58

But if you try sometimes
You just might find
You get what you need

This past Friday, Stacy McCain was just trying to enjoy a free meal and dessert, but the fates had other plans in store for him:

To one of the [Americans For Prosperity] staffers standing nearby I joked that it would have been nice if the protester had waited until we’d all finished our entrées. His disruption was not much of a story. Being credentialed as a blogger for the event did not require me to report such a trivial incident. Having covered the speeches that afternoon by Republican presidential candidates Mitt Romney and Herman Cain, I figured I’d already done the journalistic minimum necessary to justify my free dinner. So I decided to go outside for a post-prandial smoke, intending to return later for dessert and coffee. As soon as I went out the front door, however, it was evident that an entirely different story was taking place on the streets around the Convention Center. Police cars with their lights flashing had cordoned off Mount Vernon Place, establishing a security perimeter. The protesters had erected a giant inflatable figure emblazoned with the slogan: "Koch Bros.: Fat Cats for Prosperity." Walking down to the corner, I saw that the intersection of 7th Street and New York Avenue was "occupied" by a sit-in protest of sorts. A couple of young reporters — Chris Moody of Yahoo News and Michelle Fields of the Daily Caller — were standing next to the police cars observing the spectacle. The Occupiers were doing a ritual they call "mike check," in which individuals recite their grievances in call-and-response fashion, the crowd loudly parroting the speaker’s words. A bearded fellow recounted how, at age 37, his application for Social Security disability benefits had been rejected — his disability was presumably psychiatric in nature — and his family kicked him out. He ended his recitation with an obscene remark about his parents, which the crowd obediently echoed in unison. To the two young reporters standing nearby, I was muttering something sarcastic about this deranged idiot’s self-pitying victimhood when our conversation was interrupted by a shout from the crowd: "Road trip!"

This seems to have been a pre-determined code signal for the pre-planned assault on the Convention Center, and the tatterdemalion hippie horde went rushing past us, hell-bent on shoving their way through the front doors. Reaching into my coat pocket, I pulled out my small digital camera and recorded video of the scene. At first, police held the doors open to continue admitting guests of the AFP event while physically blocking the Occupy mob. That response quickly became problematic after the crowd surged forward, however, and the doors were closed to everyone — including me, despite the official credential hanging from a green lanyard around my neck. Somehow, I managed to work my way through the compressed throng and found my way to one of the glass doors. Several of the protesters around me began pounding on the glass, and I held my credential up so that the police and AFP personnel inside could see that a "friendly" was trapped among the hostile Occupiers. But the people inside just shook their heads: No chance of my being rescued at that point, so I resolved to make the best of it.

And that he did.

You can read the rest of the above report here and his background report here. The videos he made give one a very good taste of what went on that night. Also, please check out his interview with Michelle Fields here.

Stacy’s last line in the former is brilliant:

…The Tea Party represents the law-abiding, tax-paying, middle-class mainstream while Occupy DC represents an unpopular radical fringe. Despite their chants, the Occupiers are not the 99 percent, and perhaps not even 9 percent. In a nation of 300 million people, however, even an estimate of 0.9 percent would provide the leaders of the mob with 2.7 million witless savages to follow them lemming-like off a cliff and into the abyss of anarchy, which is all they deserve to occupy.

Of course, this is what the Leftist puppet masters want. They will use whatever and whoever they have to to achieve their ends. The individual means nothing; the Collective is all. Ideology trumps humanity.

While it is probably true that many of the Occupy Soviets will disperse for the Winter, this test run is being scrutinized very closely by the puppet masters and, when they call for action again in the Spring and Summer of Election Year 2012, the lemmings will waddle out in public again in lockstep, better organized, under much greater control, just in time to disrupt the party conventions, perhaps some primaries [maybe as further test runs for the big day], and on 06 November.

Mark me: this is just the first taste of a bitter cup.

These Children Of The Grave will be around for quite some time.

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