We note with some amusement the recent happenings in the city of Portland, Oregon, where the decidedly pro-Socialist, if not full on-pro-Communist, little bugsnipes have been besieging Federal assets in that city since at least the pre-COVID contretemps over unlawful immigration.
For the record: the Federal agents conducting arrests and detentions in Portland are neither "Nameless" nor "Faceless", and the agencies they belong to are not "Anonymous". Every picture I've seen of these agents have their agency patches in clear view, as well as an ID number, but that is neither here nor there.
What just kicks over my giggle box is the fact that the protesters in Portland -- these young people and their handlers who are so enamored of the centralized Big Government which is necessary for the social programs they are screaming so passionately about ...
... Don't seem to realize that kind of government inevitably comes with a side of secret police.
Every government that is big enough, and powerful enough to take enough money from enough citizens to give you that free healthcare, and that free college, and that Universal Basic Income, and that Student Loan Forgiveness, and all the other tax-funded "free" stuff that those little Marxist numpties in Portland are screaming for has a KGB, or a Stasi, or a Ministry of State Security.
Just as sure as night follows day; as sure as nits make lice; and as sure as Death -- every Socialist Utopia has a Gestapo lurking somewhere.
How are you liking your free trial of Socialism, Portland?
Weren't expecting the whole "Nacht und Nebel" thing, were you? Aww.
I'm willing to bet that if you'd taken a history course or three and actually listened, instead of searching the texts for something to be offended by, or outright burning the books, you just might have seen this coming.
And the really fun part is: all of these arrests and detentions by BORTAC and the USMS? They ain't a patch on what a real secret police would do to you.
Ask the kids in Hong Kong, although you'll need ouija board to do so, I'm afraid.
Sigh. Y'all are shrieking for Socialism, but when you're faced with the shadow of the hem of the garment of the omelette-making that real Socialism requires ... you squall like kicked pups.