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the revolution is winning

friday, july 24th, 2020

This is what the revolution looks like.

Weather Underground terrorists, who made no secret of being anti-AmeriKKKan “small-c” communists, are having more success than they could have dreamed of in the 1960s.

They are dominating the language. You know that whole “white privilege” nostrum that we’re paying universities $60K per year to drum into our children’s brains? It is derived from their lamentation of “white skin privilege.” In their ideology, the revolution to overthrow the capitalist, racist, imperialist system summoned them — lily white radicals — to abandon their privilege and embrace the armed struggle.

Radicals from the 1960s and 1970s now hold powerful positions in government and academia.

Among their most influential thinkers was Bill Ayers. He got a windfall from the government’s failure to prosecute him for the bombings he carried out and the mass murders he planned but was insufficiently competent to execute. It was a second career as a “Distinguished Professor of Education” at the University of Illinois. As Sol Stern relates in a 2006 "City Journal" essay that should be required reading today, this entailed designing curricula used by today’s hard-Left academics, based on what Ayers saw as a moral imperative to convert schools into social-justice indoctrination labs.

It worked.

Of course, in the days before they brought the revolution into the classroom, they pursued it on urban streets, prioritizing war on cops. To the avant-garde, the police are the pointy end of the oppressive government spear, enforcing its laws and imposing the racist society’s caste system. For the revolution to succeed, the police have to be discredited, defunded, and defanged. For the Weather Underground, that meant branching into such radical offshoots as the May 19 Communist Organization and conspiring with black separatists.

It’s time to stand up and fight, while you still have your freedoms

In robbing the Brinks truck, the terrorists shot at the security guards, murdering one of them, Peter Paige. In a firefight with Nyack police while trying to escape, they killed Sergeant Edward O’Grady and Officer Waverly Brown — the latter a Korean War veteran who had joined the force in 1966, the first African American to serve in Nyack’s police department. Rosenberg went on the lam, finally captured three years later in possession of over 700 pounds of explosives she and her fellow radicals were planning to use in additional mayhem. A federal judge in New Jersey sentenced her to 58 years’ imprisonment.

Boudin and Gilbert had left their 14-month-old son, Chesa, with a sitter in order to participate in the Brinks heist. But unlike Rosenberg, they were captured right after the bloody shootouts. Boudin was sentenced to a minimum 20 years’ imprisonment (with a maximum life sentence), and Gilbert to 75 years’ imprisonment.

With his parents in custody, young Chesa Boudin was raised by their confederates, Ayers and Bernardine Dohrn. Like Ayers, Dohrn was a Weather Underground leader who became an academic after eluding significant prosecution for their bombings and mass-murder conspiracies — though she did do a short stint of jail time for contempt after defying a grand-jury subpoena to testify about Rosenberg.

In addition to his American academic work, Ayers became a supporter of the late Communist dictator Hugo Chávez’s education programs in Venezuela. There, in a 2006 speech with the strongman looking on, Ayers proclaimed, “Teaching invites transformations, it urges revolutions small and large. La educación es revolución!” Later, Chesa Boudin would follow in Ayers’s footsteps, working as a translator and think-tank researcher for Chávez’s regime.

Meanwhile, in Chicago, Ayers and Dohrn seamlessly became prominent in Democratic Party politics. At their Hyde Park home in 1995, they held a coming-out party for an ambitious political unknown, a community organizer named Barack Obama. Two years later, the future president breathlessly endorsed Ayers’s polemic, "A Kind and Just Parent?", as a “searing and timely account.” The book is an indictment of the U.S. criminal-justice system, which Ayers likens to South Africa under apartheid. As Stanley Kurtz has recounted, Ayers helped pave Obama’s way into the radical Left’s extensive fundraising networks; the two collaborated as board members of the Chicago Annenberg Challenge, doling out more than $100 million to community organizers and education “reformers.”

Susan Rosenberg’s terrorism sentence was commuted by President Bill Clinton in 2001, part of the scandalous array of clemency grants on his last day in office. (I was then a senior federal prosecutor and had just spent months successfully arguing against her release.) Instantly, she was offered teaching positions at John Jay College of Criminal Justice and, later, Hamilton College, though protests by parents and alumni forced the first to be short-lived and the second declined.

Not to worry, though. By 2020, she was recruited to become vice-chair of the Board of Directors at Thousand Currents, after years as an “activist” in the thriving fields of criminal-justice “reform” and prisoners’ rights. (In the media-Democrat complex and on the campus, former terrorists who’ve found new ways to march the revolution through our institutions are transmogrified into “social-justice activists”). Like the Chicago Annenberg Challenge, Thousand Currents is a grant-making foundation of the radical Left, similarly tapped into its fundraising networks — such groups as the W. K. Kellogg Foundation (a deep-pocketed non-profit that promotes racial causes and also supports the Tides Foundation and George Soros’s Open Society Foundations, among other heavyweight donor organizations) and the NoVo Foundation (funded and controlled by the Buffett family).

Currently, Thousand Currents’ signal project is Black Lives Matter.

The principal organizational framework for BLM is the Black Lives Matter Global Network Foundation, run by three women: Opal Tometti, Alicia Garza, and Patrisse Cullors — the last of whom, in a 2015 interview, observed, “Myself and Alicia in particular are trained organizers. We are trained Marxists. We are super-versed on, sort of, ideological theories.”

Since George Floyd’s killing by Minneapolis police in late May, BLM has been flooded with donations. Its operations are opaque, however, and it has not qualified for non-profit status. To navigate around this inconvenience, the BLM Global Network Foundation is sponsored by Thousand Currents, which has non-profit status — meaning donors can make tax-deductible contributions to Thousand Currents, which, in turn, supports BLM. The arrangement appears to trace back to 2016, when the Kellogg Foundation provided Thousand Currents with $900,000 for “building the infrastructure and capacity of the national #BlackLivesMatter to support and strengthen their local chapters’ organizing capacity.”

Like Rosenberg, Kathy Boudin has landed on her feet. David Gilbert remains in custody serving his murder sentences (though, as his Wikipedia bio indicates, he has achieved the coveted “activist” status), but Boudin was granted parole in 2003. I know you’ll be stunned to learn that Columbia University quickly rolled out the red carpet for her to pursue a doctorate at Teachers College. She is now not only an adjunct professor at Columbia’s School of Social Work, but also a co-founder and co-director of its, yes, “Center for Justice.”

Meanwhile, Chesa Boudin, the son of Boudin and Gilbert raised by Ayers and Dohrn, is a rising political star. Just 39, he has authored the memoir Gringo: A Coming of Age in Latin America, studied at Oxford on a Rhodes scholarship, gotten a law degree from Yale, completed a stint in a big-city public defender’s office, and, just last year, been elected that city’s chief prosecutor — district attorney for San Francisco.

Boudin’s candidacy was backed by the Left’s financial network, BLM, and such luminaries as Communist icon Angela Davis and Senator Bernie Sanders (I., Vt.), the avowed socialist, who appears to be the most influential supporter of the Joe Biden presidential campaign. At the victory party the night of Boudin’s election, ecstatic supporters chanted “F*** POA!” (i.e., the Police Officers Association). He had run on a platform of ending what he sees as undue law-enforcement focus on people of color, thwarting federal action against “undocumented” immigrants, and prioritizing investigations of — not by — the police.

He’s making good on these promises. For example, he has stopped bringing charges that include a sentencing enhancement California’s legislature enacted to curb gang violence, fretting that it is disproportionately applied to people of color.

Just a few weeks ago, moreover, he announced a new initiative: The district attorney’s office will no longer charge cases that rely on information from police officers said to have engaged in misconduct — including excessive force or racial bias. Of course, while police must on occasion use superior force in order to subdue criminals, we’ve seen in recent months that any law-enforcement use of force is now liable to be condemned as excessive. And racial bias, even in the absence of proof of conscious discrimination, is claimed to be “unconscious”; it is derived from statistical voodoo that scrutinizes the race and ethnicity of suspects in police encounters while studiously ignoring the offensive behavior that may have prompted police action. Boudin explained that his office has established a “Trial Integrity Unit,” which is compiling a list of cops as to whom there have been misconduct claims. The list is to be updated regularly.

That is, it is an ongoing, open-ended investigation of the police department, for the benefit of criminals.

The goals of the revolution have never changed. It has simply airbrushed its terrorist leaders into prominent public scholars and “activists” with a passion for “change” and “justice.” The revolution has lots of money, organization, control of the schools, support from one of the nation’s two major political parties, and the media megaphone. That is why the revolution is winning. The 1960s never ended, they just paved the way for today.

© 7.18.2020 by Andrew C. McCarthy, "National Review".

[JS: I sure hope they come to my zipcode soon; they need killing ASAP.]

A Day In The Life.

Up at 8:30a on Friday, it was already 80° outside – had a couple smokes in the garage while the coffee brewed, did my DR (Type 1 Diabetic Routine - Blood Sugar Level Test and Sliding-Scale Insulin Shot), applied the CBD Hemp Ointment to my neck and shoulder, had simple toast for breakfast, and checked the weather and news.

My lower back and legs hurt, and I felt like the Walking Dead, even after 9hrs of sleep. With 15-20mins, the Pro-Level 5 CBD Ointment is its job, and my pain was gone. After posting the "CP Show" and "Rush Show" daily threads, I did a couple errands, midday DR, had lunch and slept most of the afternoon. High for the day was 96°, and 70% humidity. I just stayed inside. It'll be worse over the 5-7 days, with temps near 100°, or worse. I definitely WON'T be going out into that, though I do have 2 dr's app'ts next week.

When you come to the fork in the road, take it.

After the evening DR and dinner, I watched some episodes of "Ancient Aliens" until 10, did the nightly DR and headed upstairs for some sleep. My friend Dave's coming by at 10a tomorrow, to get the paperwork and final payment for my cherished AR-10A4 .308cal (7.62x51mm NATO) Sniper Rifle, plus a lot of ammo. I'll miss that one as much as I miss the .50cal Beowulf Rifle, which he also bought.

That's a Cadillac!

Awake at 6a on Saturday, I went back to sleep until 9, since I had time to get things done before Dave arrived. After a smoke, I did the morning DR, had coffee and breakfast, and Dave arrived a little late. which gave me some extra time. I assembled the AR-1`0, all accessories but left the 3,000 rounds of ammo in the basement for him to carry upstairs. We did the paperwork, I got paid and he left at 11:15. I had some errands to run, so I headed south to the cleaners to p/u a big load of shirts, stopped at Weis Market to get some "Butter" Chardonnay and Rye bread. Temps had already hit 97° and very, very high humidity, and the forecast for tomorrow and Monday will be close to 100°. Yikes.

After the midday DR and lunch, I grabbed 2hrs of sleep, and woke to the IMSA CADILLAC GRAND PRIX 6-HR ENDURANCE RACE OF SEBRING (FL), 2:30 - 8:30 PM ET, and right afterward, the IOWA INDYCAR 250s RACE 2, 8:30 - 11:00 PM ET. Great racing! I stayed-up until 11p, did the nightly DR, and decided to sleep-in tomorrow; FUCK the "Black Lives Don't Matter" and "End FAKE Racism" bullshit F-1 GP from 9-11a!

I slept-in until 9:30a on Sunday, went thru the usual morning DR routine, had coffee and breakfast, did the 18 pill regimen, and started some loads of laundry. It was already in the upper-80s, so I moved the Jeep into the garage, as I'd forgotten to, last night. I did paperwork and watched "American Pickers" until the midday DR and Blackened Salmon w/ Rice, Green Beans & Sliced Peaches, for lunch. I grabbed a couple hours shut-eye on the couch until 4p, and paid some utility bills online.

The speech that Nixon, thankfully, didn't have to make.

By 6, I'd done the evening DR, and had a Grilled chicken sandwich on buttered toast with avocado, and watched all 6hrs of History's "America: Our Defining Hours", until midnight. Sleepy-time bye-bye.

Awake at 8:30a on Monday, I had no pain, for once. After a couple smokes in the garage, while the Kona Hawaiian Estate Coffee was brewing, I did the morning DR and had breakfast. I posted the weekly "CP Show" thread, did some errands and food shopping. Excessive heat warnings were up all over the media:

York Heat Advisory
Heat Advisory in effect until 8:00 PM EDT.
Source: U.S. National Weather Service
• WHAT: Heat index values up to 103 expected.
• WHERE: Adams, Lebanon, Lancaster, York and Dauphin Counties.
• WHEN: Until 8 PM EDT this evening.
• IMPACTS: High temperatures and humidity will increase the potential for heat related illnesses.
• ADDITIONAL DETAILS: Excessive Heat can be life-threatening among at-risk populations, such as children, the elderly, and those with pre-existing health conditions.
Drink plenty of fluids, stay out of the sun, and stay in an air-conditioned room. Check up on relatives and neighbors, and provide pets with adequate water and shelter from the sun.
Young children and pets should never be left unattended in vehicles under any circumstances. This is especially true during hot weather when car interiors can reach lethal temperatures in a matter of minutes. LOOK BEFORE YOU LOCK.
If you work or spend time outside. reschedule strenuous activities to early morning or evening. Know the signs and symptoms of heat exhaustion and heat stroke. Wear lightweight and loose fitting clothing. Anyone overcome by heat should be moved to a cool and shaded location. Heat stroke is an emergency ! Call 9-1-1 ASAP.

By 1p, temps had already hit 96° (Heat Index w/ humidity was 104°). Even with my extensive drip irrigation systems running, I did some outdoor watering with the garden hoses, as the irrigated plants were suffering badly. By 3:30p, it was 98° (Heat Index w/ humidity was 107°) and getting hotter. After the errands, I stayed-in for the day; just too damned hot outside. Watching "American Pickers", with the condo closed-up and temp set at 72°, overhead fan going, helped a lot with breathing comfortably.

After the midday DR and a very light lunch, due to the weather, I grabbed a 2hr snooze, finished-up the paperwork in my office sunroom, got the medical files out that I'd need for this week's 2 app'ts, and did a couple condo chores. I slept for 3+hrs on the couch, did the evening DR and had a light dinner, and continued with "AP" until 10p. After the nightly DR, I called it Yankee Doodle and went to bed,

Up at 7a on Tuesday, it was a semi-humid and balmy 75° outside, as I had a couple smokes in the open garage, did the morning DR and had breakfast with some new Jamaican Blue Mountain Estate Coffee. I checked the weather and news. By 12noon, it was 92° outside and getting hotter. I ran a couple errands, left the Jeep outside to allow the massive HEMI V8 to cool down, and stayed inside for the day. Another day of watching old, old episodes of "American Pickers" on History, some computer work and Filet Mignon for dinner. Massive t-storms blew thru around 8p, and after my nightly DR at 10:30, I called it a day. I have a 10a Dr's app't, and want to get some sleep.

Up at 7a on Wednesday, I did the morning DR, had a couple smoke in the sauna-like garage, had coffee and breakfast, and had to get to a Dr's app't at 10a. Afterward, I had a short list of errands to get done before the 95+ temps arrived, considering it was already 87° outside and getting hotter and more humid. Back by 1p, I did the midday DR and made some lunch, took a 3hr nap, and watched Discovery's "Expedition Unknown" Marathon until 6:30p. After the evening DR and a light dinner, I resumed watching "EU" until 10:30, did the nightly DR and bagged it for the night.

My alarm went-off at 6a, since the cleaning ladies were coming at 8:30. I had a couple smokes in the humid garage, while the coffee brewed, and the t-storms rolled thru with heavy rain, and more forecast for the day. After coffee and breakfast, I scanned the weather and news; same old shit. After a couple of errands, I did the midday DR, had a quick lunch, met Sherry at the York Galleria, where we walked a mile or so, and drove to a local garden center, and I bought a Cornus Florida Rutgans Pink Dogwood for the lower island in her front yard, a "Pink Stellar" Rutgans Dogwood. We had a great afternoon, as usual.

I had an early dinner, after the evening DR, watched "Homestead Rescue" on Discovery, and decided to get to bed early, since I had a 10a Dr's app't. I did the nightly DR and unplugged. Tomorrow's another week.

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