Cartoonish.
Aside from the violence and destruction, Ferguson predictably has descended into a caricature of the rat hole leftism is.
#Ferguson goon squads are still in the city. Someone fired on police officers. Barack Alfred-E-Newman Obama is out there insisting that the shooting somehow had nothing to do with the protests. What’s a brother to do?
It’s easy to become immersed in the details. But stepping back for a moment and observing the broader picture is informative too. Everyone involved in the Ferguson protests is miserable. That is the end result of leftism.
Except that it doesn’t end. Misery loves company. So it feeds on itself. Public officials resign but protesters want more. Chances are, Ferguson could be razed to the ground and they’d still be there demanding more. The grievance industry is all to willing to fuel such demands.
Misery doesn’t just love company — it is one. Corporate-style. One percenter-style. For every dozen or so useful idiots hollering and holding up a sign, somewhere there is a grievance industry fat cat raking in a fortune. The Sainted Al of Sharpton for example, makes at least a quarter of a million annually for being a ringleader of populist outrage. Holla.
Such an arrangement brings to mind the old southern plantation social paradigm. Slaves out doin’ da massah’s bidding while da massah sits in a stately crib reaping the fruits of their labor. That’s where leftism takes us. For all the lofty exhortations about social justice and all the rest, leftism turns the clock back, and replaces old injustices with new ones.
The Ferguson protests will go on. Until something else comes up to gin up new outrage.
Useful idiots will dutifully take their manufactured signs and slogans and prance about, then resort to violence while claiming to be non-violent. And the massahs will sit in MSNBC and CNN studios reaping the bennies.
Word to your mutha – the party don’t quit, yo!
