From happy-clappy Portland – on day 21 of the ongoing intifada:

Attention, comrades. You will learn to love the explosions, fires, and shouting, the round-the-clock banging of things against other things, and the shrill, unending high-frequency tones, heavily amplified. Because sleep is a luxury of the bourgeoisie.

I paraphrase, of course. Though not, I think, unfairly.

From the replies:

Immediately after the resident complained, Antifa increased their noise disturbance.

Because spite is the sweetest plum.

Update, via the comments:

Quoting this,

Immediately after the resident complained, Antifa increased their noise disturbance.

Rafi adds, drily,

The little people should know their place.

That would seem to be the implied dynamic. The new and immensely radical pecking order.

And readers with a taste for irony may appreciate the exchange in the first video, around 30 seconds in, during which Generic Antifa Bint says to the disgruntled resident, “Talking to us calmly would be a hell of a lot better.” The same Generic Antifa Bint whose comrades carry megaphones, fireworks and drums, and who spend their evenings torturing local residents, and presumably any pets, with a loudspeaker sound cannon.

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