Showing posts with label AOC. Show all posts
Showing posts with label AOC. Show all posts

Friday, June 4, 2021

Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez


This is: A weekly column consisting of letters to my perspicacious progeny. I write letters to my grandkids and my great-grandkids — the Stickies — to advise them and haunt them after they've become grups and/or I'm deleted.

Warning: This column is rated SSC — Sexy Seasoned Citizens — A Perusal by kids, callowyutes, or grups may result in a debilitating intersectional triggering. Viewing with a tablet or a monitor is highly recommended for maximum enjoyment.  

Erratically Appearing Hallucinatory Guest Star: Dana — A Gentlereader  

"I wake up every day, and I'm a Puerto Rican girl from the Bronx. Every single day." -Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez

Dear (eventual) Grandstickies and Great-Grandstickies (and Gentlereaders),

On Memorial Day this year, I found myself culling outdated news stories (olds stories?) I'd placed in the e-folder where I set aside articles that might inspire a column. 

A couple-three articles were about the apparent case of PTSD inflicted on the inspirational young congressperson from New York City, Alexandra Ocasio- Cortez (AOC), when a band of Viking-led insurrectionists attempted to overthrow the currently disunited United States of America.

{Ain't she the one that successfully led the effort to stop Amazon from building a facility near her congressional district that would've created 40,000 jobs?}

Yeah, Dana, why?

{No reason.}   

Anyways, it reminded me that there are all sorts of heroes we should remember on Memorial day, not just the 1,100,000+ soldiers who died fighting in systemically racist America's wars.

{Oh yeah?}

Oh yeah. Take AOC for example. Traumatized by last January's insurrection she's now in therapy, and yet continues representing her constituents as their Swamp Delegate in the House of Representatives

According to the article linked to above, which is from the cleverly disguised Business Insider — a Wokie website that covers all sorts of topics including an occasional article about business — on 1/6/21 when all hell broke loose in D.C., she hid in a bathroom when the mob broke into the Capitol building, many chanting her name.
According to the article, which reports that according to a different article on the Independent website, AOC, speaking on a radio show (Latino USA), said that...

Why are you laughing, Dana?

{No reason, guess I'm just in a good mood, go 'head.}

She said that "the insurrection was deeply traumatizing for many members of Congress, who effectively 'served in war'." 

Dana, stop it, what's wrong with you? 

{I'm sorry, what else did she say?}  

Well, let's see... Oh, okay, "After the 6th, I took some time and it was really [Delegate] Ayanna Pressley when I explained to her what happened to me, like the day of, because I ran to her office and she was like, 'you need to recognize trauma'...". My emphasises. 

{May I ask a question?}


{Why did you render the likes above in bold?}

As part of a good faith effort on my part to point out that inserting too many likes into a conversation can make any given he/she/they sound like their vocabulary stopped expanding when they were like, 16, while trying not to, like, inadvertently trigger anyone.

{Right. I have another question. Is it true that Ms. AOC wasn't in the Capitol Building at the time of the Viking-led insurrection?} 

Well, while technically correct that's highly misleading! This article from the Associated Press tells the whole story. In fact, in the Instagram Live video she posted outlining the horrific story for her follower's edification she said... well, here's a quote from the article.

“For you all to know, there’s the Capitol Hill complex,” she told her Instagram followers. “But members of Congress, except for, you know, the speaker and other very, very high ranking ones, don’t actually work in a building with the dome. There’s buildings like right next to the dome, and that’s where our actual offices are.” My emphasis again.

A building with the dome?

{The Capitol Building, don't be a jagoff!}

To be factual, Ms. AOCs office is actually across the street from the Capitol Building, but it was evacuated by a downright rude and disrespectful Capitol Police officer who frightened Ms. AOC. 

{Gave her a case of the vapors?}

Look, she was in her office and minding her own when he banged on the door and she hid in the toilet bathroom. She heard him yell, "Where is she?" She came out after her legislative director told her it was a cop. He didn't announce himself, appeared to be angry, and told them they needed to go to another building. 

Also, he didn't say exactly where they should go or escort them there, which made Ms. AOC feel unsafe. 

{You think he might've been preoccupied with evacuating the building? I wonder why they didn't like, just ask him?}

Addendum: On a related note...

The Viking mentioned above, Jacob Chansley — aka, Jake Angley, the QAnon Shamon — didn't actually lead a merry band of wackadoos into the Capitol Building, or the office building across the street, on 1/6/21. No leader has been discovered and no guns were rounded up and displayed for the cameras like the way they are after a drug bust. No bombs needed to be safely detonated. No zip ties were found and all but one casualty died from natural causes.

Mr. Chansley has been denied bail and is locked up while awaiting trial lest he flees to Norway. So are a bunch of others.  

Richard Barnet, the guy that secured his 15 minutes of fame posing for a picture while sitting at Nancy Pelosi's desk, got out on bail in April. He's charged with trespassing, disorderly conduct, and possessing a dangerous or deadly weapon — a walking stick that also can be used as a stun gun, that had no batteries. 

Finally, the officer that killed Ashli Babbitt, the Air Force veteran shot while climbing through a broken window during the melee has been cleared, and never identified.

Poppa loves you,
Have an OK day

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Saturday, February 23, 2019

May You Live in Interesting Times (No. 5)

If you're new here, this is a weekly column consisting of letters written to my (eventual) grandchildren (who exist) and my great-grandchildren (who don't yet, aka the Stickies) to haunt them after they become grups and/or I'm dead.

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Irregularly Appearing Imaginary Guest Stars 
Marie-Louise -- My beautiful muse  
Iggy -- My imaginary Sticky
Dana -- My imaginary Gentlereader

"Hubris is one of the great renewable resources." -P.J. O'Rourke

Dear (eventual) Grandstickies & Great-Grandstickies (& Gentlereaders).

This letter/column started off as News That You Can Use (No. 4) but in short order, morphed into M.Y.L.I.I.T number five.

There's a news item floating around at the moment about one Josiah Zayner, Ph.D. (biochemistry). Dr. J. used to work for NASA which would seem to indicate his doctorate is real. Currently, Dr. J., who self identifies as a bio-hacker, is selling what he calls gene-editing kits out of his apartment.

When said news item randomly turned up while I was web surfing I immediately flagged it as a News That You Can Use item because it's interesting and relevant to my current Gentlereaders AND may help to explain to my future progeny what went wrong and when it started.

Also, it serves as a sort of This Just In to a relatively recent column/letter I wrote not long ago called Designer Babies. If you don't, or can't, click the link, Designer Babies is about another Ph.D., Dr. He Jiankui.

Dr. He got in trouble...

[Is it true he is related to Dr. Who? asks Dana.]

I'm rolling my eyes.

Dr. He, "...a Chinese scientist at a conference in Hong Kong claimed to have successfully implanted genetically altered embryos in a woman who gave birth to twin girls." -me.

As best I can tell, Dr. He has vanished behind the Silk Curtain (careful, it's embroidered with razor wire). My vast, in-depth research efforts (clicking around on the Web) seem to indicate that technically speaking Dr. He didn't actually violate any Chinese laws.

However, the People's Republic of China is famous for its somewhat flexible interpretations of the "rule of law." The rumor that the good doctor now runs a daycare center somewhere in rural China is probably not true since I just made it up.

[Interesting appriposity -- when I googled the phrase, rule of law, the Goog responded with: the restriction of the arbitrary exercise of power by subordinating it to well-defined and established laws.

Cool. But just a few hits later, according to the American Bar Association -- "...the rule of law means the government of law, not men. Aren’t laws made by men and women in their roles as legislators? Don’t men and women enforce the law as police officers or interpret the law as judges? And don’t all of us choose to follow, or not to follow, the law as we go about our daily lives?" Etcetera...

Ain'tcha glad The Gummit is not chock full of lawyers?]

[You realize, I hope, that you have completely lost control of whatever the hell it was you started out to say?]

No so, Dana, not so. Dr. J. is selling gene editing kits and Dr. He is tinkering with embryos. China has yet another sleazy emperor and lawyers are prepared to pull a Clinton when asked to define one of the bedrock principles of a free country, the rule of law. Interesting times.

As a public service, I took the opportunity to point out that China -- no matter what they call him -- can't seem to get by without an emperor. Like most of the Sons of Heaven -- and divine right monarchs and tyrants in general -- he's a pox on his own people.

He's a bully, and he locks people in concentration camps. We're fighting Cold War Two and he's the bad guy. Oh, and there's this. Meanwhile, the media serves up a new episode of the Donald and the Pooteen show, seven days a week. Interesting times.

[Deep breath, Sparky. You're 600 words in and if there's a point to this word salad, I can't find it.]

600? No way! Hold on a second I'll be right back. One, two, three...

Holly crap. You may have a point, Dana. OK, look, let me tie this all together. The media is obsessed with artificial intelligence, the Donald, and the truly tiny minority of people who truly suffer from gender dysphoria.

In the meantime, we're at war for the future with the world's largest country (by population), which is run by an unelected thug who is the world's biggest proponent of Crony capitalism...


who's getting a free pass from the social justice types who are busy destroying the jobs of the unskilled because they've decided that common sense economics is a social construct...


the Infotainment Industrial Complex is fawning over a 29-year-old college grad with a degree in international relations and economics who has worked as a bartender and a waitress since getting her degree and now is going to save the world -- in ten years. At least she's not a lawyer...

[OK, feel better now?]

Yeah, a little. Hey, did you hear about that kid in Memphis that built a nuclear reactor in his bedroom?!? Just when...

[Poppa had to go. He said to tell you he loves you.]

Have an OK day. 
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