Kharn
March 22, 2003, 12:38 PM
www.protestwarrior.com
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Kharn
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Kharn
The protestors have met their match
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CZ-75
March 22, 2003, 12:59 PM
"Saddamized in San Francisco" ( :D )
by Kfir Alfia
February 16th, 9am. I'm jarred awake by my alarm clock's squeal--my hand instinctively leaps to my nightstand. Just as I'm about to hit snooze, I remember the day's agenda: my friend Alan was visiting from out of town for the weekend and I promised him a raucous night of drinking and participation in Sunday's San Francisco anti-war protest. As my aching head throbbed, I knew I had made good on my first promise.
Two Advils and one shower later, I'm fully dressed and alert, eating breakfast. Alan is snoring on the couch. As I finish up the last spoonfuls of muesli, I say "Alan. . . wake up." Alan cracks an eye, but nothing more. "I'm going to get some poster board and materials for the signs." As the door slams, I yell "start thinking of ideas!"
After waiting in a half-hour line at Office Depot (apparently I wasn't the only one doing last-minute protest shopping) and visiting the neighborhood hardware store, I get back home. Alan is snoring again. "Alan!. . . Did you think of anything good?" He sits up and shakes his head. We sit on the couch, stare at the wall, and let the brainstorming begin. Ten minutes later, we have the final version of our first slogan: "Except for Ending Slavery, Fascism, Nazism and Communism, War Has Never Solved Anything". I start writing it up on the poster with a fat black marker while Alan continues to concentrate on the wall. When I'm done writing, Alan quips: "END RACISM AND SEXISM NOW! Kill All White Males!" "Too much," I tell him and veto the idea. By the time my two friends Amil and Ensar show up, we have a healthy arsenal of four signs. They take one look at the signage and immediately give us our duly earned high-fives.
We park Amil's SUV down the street from where the protest is happening, and make our way towards the bulging crowd of activists overrunning Market street, with our signs facing down. I let out a nervous laughter as the tension and excitement begins to grow in my stomach.
As soon as we assimilate into the throng of activists, we lift our signs up. I start reading the sign of a protester in front of me: "My Cocker Spaniel is Smarter Than George Bush!", when I hear from behind a man's voice, "What the hell is THAT? Hey you!" I turn around and follow the aging hippy's eyes to my sign - a cartoon of a burqa-clad Muslim woman tied to a pole with a leash. The caption: "Protect Islamic Property Rights Against Western Imperialism! SAY NO TO WAR." "Hey a*hole!", he yells.
We grin as his voice is drowned out by a teenage girl screaming into her megaphone: "1 - 2 - 3 - 4! WE DON'T WANT YOUR RACIST WAR!" I wanted to ask her if she would be for war if I can prove to her that race is not a factor. If it is, is she employing some kind of affirmative action policy holding all Islamic dictators to a lower standard of conduct? "5 - 6 - 7 - 8! STOP THE WAR! STOP THE HATE!", she screams. Either way, it didn't look like these issues were open for debate.
I look to my left to see Alan, marching forward with his sign that reads "Saddam Only Kills His Own People. IT'S NONE OF OUR BUSINESS!" I can't help but let out a hearty laugh. "Alan!", I yell. He snaps his head at my direction. "Will this do?" He smiles and turns his attention back to carrying his sign. I had delivered on my second promise.
As I flip my sign to its other side, a man in a jogging suit and Birkenstocks inspects Alan's other slogan: "Communism Has Only Killed 100 Million People… LET'S GIVE IT ANOTHER CHANCE."
With a straight face, he says "Communism isn't necessarily evil. America has given it a negative slant." "Negative slant?", I ask, dumbfounded. "So how do the Cubans found half-dead on the shores of Miami ever get a bias against communism? From their subscriptions to the Limbaugh Letter?" He proceeds to lecture me on Bush's stolen election and the evils of corporations, and finishes off listing the various uses of hemp (which he claimed totaled two hundred). Considering his views on politics, I say "Don't you mean two hundred and one?" He laughs and walks away.
We continue to march up Market Street and head for the Civic Center with the rest of the protesters. After a while I began to notice that, although we were holding our huge signs up high, passing hundreds of spectators per minute, no one else offered a challenge. I ask Amil "Do you think they don't get it?" He shrugs his shoulders and snaps a photo of Alan and me.
I wonder to myself, "Are leftist's moral façades that feeble?" I ask Alan, and he agrees, adding, “the messages on our signs are cruise missiles striking the moral house of cards they’ve built in their heads. Their ideology is amazing in one way, whatever is good, they are against.” At that point Alan walked off to talk to a girl whose Socialist Action Network red T-shirt showed off some nice curves, but it didn't seem like she was in the mood to engage in a dialogue.
Finally we see picket signs and information booths sprawled along the landscape. The belly of the beast--the town center where the main rally was taking place.
We spot the Communist Party information table (the REAL purpose behind these anti-war protests) and Alan instinctively rotates his sign so that our communism slogan is showing. They see us making our approach and raw irritation washes over their faces.
"Hello!" Alan greets the three of them enthusiastically, "What do you think of our sign!?" I grin, the middle-aged Communist manning the table glares. Next to him a boy, maybe eighteen, has a frightened look on his face. "Do you have any recommended reading material for us?" I ask. "All of you need to leave", the elder sneers. "You need to leave right now."
This was a first for me. . . talking to a real life communist. So I try to imagine what must be going on in their twisted little minds. I respond, "I realize that as a communist, you would prefer we were sent to the gulag for disagreeing with you--but we're in America. Free speech is still respected here. . ." He turns to his cohorts and instructs them to stay silent. I stare at the boy, not sure if I should feel pity, disgust, or both. "How did you ever get mixed up with these guys?" I ask. Searchingly, he looks to his comrade, then back at me - angry and frustrated. "You. . you are slaves to. . to the power structure. . ." he informs us. "I'll look into it. Thanks!" I remark.
We parade around the main area for a while, giving the leftists a good dose of mockery. Our work here was done. We go home and watch V: The Final Battle.
by Kfir Alfia
February 16th, 9am. I'm jarred awake by my alarm clock's squeal--my hand instinctively leaps to my nightstand. Just as I'm about to hit snooze, I remember the day's agenda: my friend Alan was visiting from out of town for the weekend and I promised him a raucous night of drinking and participation in Sunday's San Francisco anti-war protest. As my aching head throbbed, I knew I had made good on my first promise.
Two Advils and one shower later, I'm fully dressed and alert, eating breakfast. Alan is snoring on the couch. As I finish up the last spoonfuls of muesli, I say "Alan. . . wake up." Alan cracks an eye, but nothing more. "I'm going to get some poster board and materials for the signs." As the door slams, I yell "start thinking of ideas!"
After waiting in a half-hour line at Office Depot (apparently I wasn't the only one doing last-minute protest shopping) and visiting the neighborhood hardware store, I get back home. Alan is snoring again. "Alan!. . . Did you think of anything good?" He sits up and shakes his head. We sit on the couch, stare at the wall, and let the brainstorming begin. Ten minutes later, we have the final version of our first slogan: "Except for Ending Slavery, Fascism, Nazism and Communism, War Has Never Solved Anything". I start writing it up on the poster with a fat black marker while Alan continues to concentrate on the wall. When I'm done writing, Alan quips: "END RACISM AND SEXISM NOW! Kill All White Males!" "Too much," I tell him and veto the idea. By the time my two friends Amil and Ensar show up, we have a healthy arsenal of four signs. They take one look at the signage and immediately give us our duly earned high-fives.
We park Amil's SUV down the street from where the protest is happening, and make our way towards the bulging crowd of activists overrunning Market street, with our signs facing down. I let out a nervous laughter as the tension and excitement begins to grow in my stomach.
As soon as we assimilate into the throng of activists, we lift our signs up. I start reading the sign of a protester in front of me: "My Cocker Spaniel is Smarter Than George Bush!", when I hear from behind a man's voice, "What the hell is THAT? Hey you!" I turn around and follow the aging hippy's eyes to my sign - a cartoon of a burqa-clad Muslim woman tied to a pole with a leash. The caption: "Protect Islamic Property Rights Against Western Imperialism! SAY NO TO WAR." "Hey a*hole!", he yells.
We grin as his voice is drowned out by a teenage girl screaming into her megaphone: "1 - 2 - 3 - 4! WE DON'T WANT YOUR RACIST WAR!" I wanted to ask her if she would be for war if I can prove to her that race is not a factor. If it is, is she employing some kind of affirmative action policy holding all Islamic dictators to a lower standard of conduct? "5 - 6 - 7 - 8! STOP THE WAR! STOP THE HATE!", she screams. Either way, it didn't look like these issues were open for debate.
I look to my left to see Alan, marching forward with his sign that reads "Saddam Only Kills His Own People. IT'S NONE OF OUR BUSINESS!" I can't help but let out a hearty laugh. "Alan!", I yell. He snaps his head at my direction. "Will this do?" He smiles and turns his attention back to carrying his sign. I had delivered on my second promise.
As I flip my sign to its other side, a man in a jogging suit and Birkenstocks inspects Alan's other slogan: "Communism Has Only Killed 100 Million People… LET'S GIVE IT ANOTHER CHANCE."
With a straight face, he says "Communism isn't necessarily evil. America has given it a negative slant." "Negative slant?", I ask, dumbfounded. "So how do the Cubans found half-dead on the shores of Miami ever get a bias against communism? From their subscriptions to the Limbaugh Letter?" He proceeds to lecture me on Bush's stolen election and the evils of corporations, and finishes off listing the various uses of hemp (which he claimed totaled two hundred). Considering his views on politics, I say "Don't you mean two hundred and one?" He laughs and walks away.
We continue to march up Market Street and head for the Civic Center with the rest of the protesters. After a while I began to notice that, although we were holding our huge signs up high, passing hundreds of spectators per minute, no one else offered a challenge. I ask Amil "Do you think they don't get it?" He shrugs his shoulders and snaps a photo of Alan and me.
I wonder to myself, "Are leftist's moral façades that feeble?" I ask Alan, and he agrees, adding, “the messages on our signs are cruise missiles striking the moral house of cards they’ve built in their heads. Their ideology is amazing in one way, whatever is good, they are against.” At that point Alan walked off to talk to a girl whose Socialist Action Network red T-shirt showed off some nice curves, but it didn't seem like she was in the mood to engage in a dialogue.
Finally we see picket signs and information booths sprawled along the landscape. The belly of the beast--the town center where the main rally was taking place.
We spot the Communist Party information table (the REAL purpose behind these anti-war protests) and Alan instinctively rotates his sign so that our communism slogan is showing. They see us making our approach and raw irritation washes over their faces.
"Hello!" Alan greets the three of them enthusiastically, "What do you think of our sign!?" I grin, the middle-aged Communist manning the table glares. Next to him a boy, maybe eighteen, has a frightened look on his face. "Do you have any recommended reading material for us?" I ask. "All of you need to leave", the elder sneers. "You need to leave right now."
This was a first for me. . . talking to a real life communist. So I try to imagine what must be going on in their twisted little minds. I respond, "I realize that as a communist, you would prefer we were sent to the gulag for disagreeing with you--but we're in America. Free speech is still respected here. . ." He turns to his cohorts and instructs them to stay silent. I stare at the boy, not sure if I should feel pity, disgust, or both. "How did you ever get mixed up with these guys?" I ask. Searchingly, he looks to his comrade, then back at me - angry and frustrated. "You. . you are slaves to. . to the power structure. . ." he informs us. "I'll look into it. Thanks!" I remark.
We parade around the main area for a while, giving the leftists a good dose of mockery. Our work here was done. We go home and watch V: The Final Battle.
CZ-75
March 22, 2003, 01:26 PM
Left-Wing Racists:
http://idisk.mac.com/kfiralfia/Public/protest_warrior/images/protest_gallery/them/images/0009.jpg
People other than Johnny Cash who Wear Black, Berets, and Jerry Garcia's Evil Twin:
http://idisk.mac.com/kfiralfia/Public/protest_warrior/images/protest_gallery/them/images/0008.jpg
Brought to You by:
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http://idisk.mac.com/kfiralfia/Public/protest_warrior/images/protest_gallery/them/images/0021.jpg
Malone?:
http://idisk.mac.com/kfiralfia/Public/protest_warrior/images/protest_gallery/them/images/0033.jpg
http://idisk.mac.com/kfiralfia/Public/protest_warrior/images/protest_gallery/them/images/00001.jpg
http://idisk.mac.com/kfiralfia/Public/protest_warrior/images/protest_gallery/them/images/0038.jpg
http://idisk.mac.com/kfiralfia/Public/protest_warrior/images/protest_gallery/them/images/0009.jpg
People other than Johnny Cash who Wear Black, Berets, and Jerry Garcia's Evil Twin:
http://idisk.mac.com/kfiralfia/Public/protest_warrior/images/protest_gallery/them/images/0008.jpg
Brought to You by:
http://idisk.mac.com/kfiralfia/Public/protest_warrior/images/protest_gallery/them/images/0012.jpg
http://idisk.mac.com/kfiralfia/Public/protest_warrior/images/protest_gallery/them/images/0021.jpg
Malone?:
http://idisk.mac.com/kfiralfia/Public/protest_warrior/images/protest_gallery/them/images/0033.jpg
http://idisk.mac.com/kfiralfia/Public/protest_warrior/images/protest_gallery/them/images/00001.jpg
http://idisk.mac.com/kfiralfia/Public/protest_warrior/images/protest_gallery/them/images/0038.jpg
geekWithA.45
March 22, 2003, 01:51 PM
Well Done!
In my town, there was an amazing protest of a whole 2 people standing on the corner, with small signs reading
"War is Not The Answer...."
While I waited at the light, I told them that no, war actually WAS the answer to evil men who wouldn't think twice to cut them down in the streets for disagreeing with him.
Naturally, they thought I was a freak. ;)
In my town, there was an amazing protest of a whole 2 people standing on the corner, with small signs reading
"War is Not The Answer...."
While I waited at the light, I told them that no, war actually WAS the answer to evil men who wouldn't think twice to cut them down in the streets for disagreeing with him.
Naturally, they thought I was a freak. ;)
The Mayor
March 22, 2003, 03:37 PM
Not only did you Stand Up for your First Amendment Rights,
you also got to see the freak show
free the people, Shock & Awe oppression!
you also got to see the freak show
free the people, Shock & Awe oppression!
Standing Wolf
March 22, 2003, 03:38 PM
Leftists are moral and intellectual parasites—and frequently typographic imbeciles into the bargain.
noklue3
March 22, 2003, 03:42 PM
THIS is the America I spent four years in the Marine Corps for in 1968-1972????? Ya know, YES IT IS!.
I did so, so these pukes can do what they do without the threat of jail, death and any other oppression. Does it hurt? Of course. But that is what freedom is.....Allowing other to say and do what you do not agree with but realizing that they have that right to do so.
The really hard part is that most of them have no idea of what is going on and are just doing what the media and other left wingers have fed to them.
Yeah, the USA is BAD, BAD, BAD,...but excuse me, I have to pick up my- choose one-(check-student loan-SSI-daddys allowance-whatever).
Right -wrong , that is what freedom is. And I am still proud of it and even those that protest.
BECAUSE THAT TELLS ME WE ARE STILL FREE!!
So to each of the protesters I say to you: Go for it!! Each sign you make, each car you overturn, each man in uniform you degrade and spit upon VALIDATES MY SMALL SACRIFICE AND THE BIG SACRIFICE OF THE TRUE HEROS THAT DIED FOR YOU AND YOUR ABILITY TO SO AND TO SLAM THEM. THAT IS WHAT THEY DIED FOR! BE THANKFULL!
Art
I am easy to find
I did so, so these pukes can do what they do without the threat of jail, death and any other oppression. Does it hurt? Of course. But that is what freedom is.....Allowing other to say and do what you do not agree with but realizing that they have that right to do so.
The really hard part is that most of them have no idea of what is going on and are just doing what the media and other left wingers have fed to them.
Yeah, the USA is BAD, BAD, BAD,...but excuse me, I have to pick up my- choose one-(check-student loan-SSI-daddys allowance-whatever).
Right -wrong , that is what freedom is. And I am still proud of it and even those that protest.
BECAUSE THAT TELLS ME WE ARE STILL FREE!!
So to each of the protesters I say to you: Go for it!! Each sign you make, each car you overturn, each man in uniform you degrade and spit upon VALIDATES MY SMALL SACRIFICE AND THE BIG SACRIFICE OF THE TRUE HEROS THAT DIED FOR YOU AND YOUR ABILITY TO SO AND TO SLAM THEM. THAT IS WHAT THEY DIED FOR! BE THANKFULL!
Art
I am easy to find
The Mayor
March 22, 2003, 03:51 PM
RIGHT ON ART!!
Drjones
March 22, 2003, 04:11 PM
Guys, those pics are AWESOME, as they show the TRUE colors of the protestors.
Do you have a source for those, and are there any more?????
I really need some more please...
Do you have a source for those, and are there any more?????
I really need some more please...
Kharn
March 22, 2003, 04:14 PM
DrJones: Visit the link in my first post, there's like 5 pages of protest pictures (with funny commentary on a bunch of them).
Kharn
Kharn
Selfdfenz
March 22, 2003, 04:54 PM
Excellent!!!!!!!!
Loved Malone's picture.
During the 60s the Peace Movement was a new item. And those young whippersnappers like Tom Hadden and Abbie Hoffman could have their 15 minutes of fame any old time they wanted by spitting on the Nation for the cameras of CBS,ABC or NBC.
Now we have a new generation of war protesters and young communists and what happens ...?...their revolution is being stolen by the old hippies,the media and Hollywooders. Tragic.
These young boot licks obviously are just trying to fill that hollow place that being a Green, or Animal Rights Activist or neo-dorm-hall communist just doesn't fill. This might be their one shining moment to be like their heros of the 60's and even use their new ideas to take it a step further. A chance to clasp arms with the 60s generation and march into the bright vegan prolitariate tomorrow that will be powered by windmills.
And that dang Jessie Jackson and George Clooney come alone and high-jack THEIR Revolution. Saddest thing of all is they haven't noticed the theft.
Thirty years from now who will PBS have to interview? Ed Asner and Mike Farrell will be pushing up the hummus. These youngsters are just bit players and sign carriers in this one.
S-
Loved Malone's picture.
During the 60s the Peace Movement was a new item. And those young whippersnappers like Tom Hadden and Abbie Hoffman could have their 15 minutes of fame any old time they wanted by spitting on the Nation for the cameras of CBS,ABC or NBC.
Now we have a new generation of war protesters and young communists and what happens ...?...their revolution is being stolen by the old hippies,the media and Hollywooders. Tragic.
These young boot licks obviously are just trying to fill that hollow place that being a Green, or Animal Rights Activist or neo-dorm-hall communist just doesn't fill. This might be their one shining moment to be like their heros of the 60's and even use their new ideas to take it a step further. A chance to clasp arms with the 60s generation and march into the bright vegan prolitariate tomorrow that will be powered by windmills.
And that dang Jessie Jackson and George Clooney come alone and high-jack THEIR Revolution. Saddest thing of all is they haven't noticed the theft.
Thirty years from now who will PBS have to interview? Ed Asner and Mike Farrell will be pushing up the hummus. These youngsters are just bit players and sign carriers in this one.
S-
El Tejon
March 22, 2003, 05:38 PM
It is so much more fun to protest than to study.:D
No hairy chicks in sandals? You call that a protest? Feh.
No hairy chicks in sandals? You call that a protest? Feh.
Kharn
March 22, 2003, 05:41 PM
No hairy, smelly chicks in sandals?
El Tejon:
You forgot part of the description, I fixed it. :D
Kharn
El Tejon:
You forgot part of the description, I fixed it. :D
Kharn
hansolo
March 22, 2003, 07:45 PM
Great googly-moogly! Is that thing in the orange Mu Mu Jerry Garcia's corpse? I left Sonoma State College in '71; it's about an hour North of S.F. I wasn't a hippy, but I DID partake of the "party favors" of the era. By '69 I was more into motorcycles and Foxey Ladies than the "Commune" B.S.(I identified with the "other" Fonda in "Easy Rider" where he and Billy were killed by a shotGUN(now it's gun-related).
The photos of present day S.F. brings back all the really scary part of the Sixties: smelly Birkenstocks and the hairy legged girls who wear them:barf: Whenever I grow sentimental about the "good old days", I need a dose of reality like these images of Barnum and Bailey on LSD to snap me back to reality.
Stop racism and War: Kill all White Men
LMAO!:D
The photos of present day S.F. brings back all the really scary part of the Sixties: smelly Birkenstocks and the hairy legged girls who wear them:barf: Whenever I grow sentimental about the "good old days", I need a dose of reality like these images of Barnum and Bailey on LSD to snap me back to reality.
Stop racism and War: Kill all White Men
LMAO!:D
El Tejon
March 22, 2003, 08:28 PM
Kharn, stop[shudder]! Please I am eating--vension steaks soaked in beer and Thai sauce and grilled eggplant and pineapple--horrific memories of undergrad cannot upset me.:)
Kharn
March 22, 2003, 08:37 PM
El Tejon:
I'm in undergrad right now, I thought you might have forgotten about some of the non-visual aspects of those individuals. :)
Kharn
I'm in undergrad right now, I thought you might have forgotten about some of the non-visual aspects of those individuals. :)
Kharn
aikidoka-mks
March 22, 2003, 09:58 PM
That website is great! They need a division in Chicago though I think the pro-troop rally had quite an affect already.
Mark
Mark
larryw
March 22, 2003, 10:37 PM
I heard Kfir on Rush's show Friday afternoon. Very impressive young man.
Time to order up some bumper stickers.
Time to order up some bumper stickers.
OF
March 22, 2003, 10:39 PM
"You. . you are slaves to. . to the power structure. . ." he informs us. "I'll look into it. Thanks!" I remark.Heheh.
:D
- Gabe
:D
- Gabe
Blackhawk
March 22, 2003, 10:49 PM
ProtestWarrior.com -- Love it! :D
CZ-75
March 22, 2003, 10:51 PM
Two Advils and one shower later, I'm fully dressed and alert, eating breakfast.
Is it any wonder some of the demonstrators were on to these guys? :D
Is it any wonder some of the demonstrators were on to these guys? :D
clem
March 22, 2003, 11:49 PM
"GIVE WAR A CHANCE, IT WORKED FOR GERMANY AND JAPAN"
Seen on a car, hand made.
Seen on a car, hand made.
Average Guy
March 24, 2003, 03:42 PM
They are gods among men.
Westwood (LA) is out of my wife's division, but I'm hoping she gets to go up there and crack a few skulls. To keep the peace, and all.
Says I: "The Sixties are over. The hippies lost."
Westwood (LA) is out of my wife's division, but I'm hoping she gets to go up there and crack a few skulls. To keep the peace, and all.
Says I: "The Sixties are over. The hippies lost."
Dennis
March 24, 2003, 04:08 PM
One sign said some village in Texas has lost their idiot--and they showed a picture of President Bush.
First of all, whatever he is, Bush is not an idiot.
Furthermore:
IF a village in Texas lost their idiot, and
IF that idiot went to Washington, D.C.
THEN the average intelligence of both locations would rise! ;)
First of all, whatever he is, Bush is not an idiot.
Furthermore:
IF a village in Texas lost their idiot, and
IF that idiot went to Washington, D.C.
THEN the average intelligence of both locations would rise! ;)
Blackhawk
March 24, 2003, 04:29 PM
IF a village in Texas lost their idiot, and
IF that idiot went to Washington, D.C.
THEN the average intelligence of both locations would rise!Outstanding, Dennis! :D
That's worth stealing! Is it yours? :D
IF that idiot went to Washington, D.C.
THEN the average intelligence of both locations would rise!Outstanding, Dennis! :D
That's worth stealing! Is it yours? :D
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