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June 5, 2008
Denver Moonbats Terrified of Messing Their Pants
Left-wing activists planning to create a spectacle at the Dem convention are worried about the sinister tactics authorities might employ to suppress them. Chief among their fears is the Brown Note, described as "an infrasonic frequency believed to resonate through human body parts and cause a loss of bowel control." Will Denver police unleash such frequencies upon the rioting moonbats?
No, they won't. Like global warming, the Brown Note myth has been debunked.
But it's interesting that progressive activists would settle on messing their pants as the most terrifying thing they can imagine happening to them. For moonbats, Room 101 is a place where their diapers are always full, and Mommy will never come change them.
Hat tip: Slapstick Politics; on a tip from V the K.
Posted by Van Helsing at June 5, 2008 9:16 PM
Comments
It's quite sad really, this whole attempt to recreate something from their gilded youth. The whole anti-war movement is similar really; not a genuine political stance (whether that would be right or wrong) but a kind of hollow pageant version of the Viet Nam protests. These guys really need to understand that the past is over and the 60s protest movement, whatever its merits, was a thing of its time. You're only young once, it's a fabulous time, and then you get older and life changes. That's the way of things.
It's kind of the Boomers wanting one last dance before they shuffle off to their retirement homes. Give it up, guys.
If the Denver authorities have got any sense they'll organise to just quietly corral these grey warriors with a minimum of fuss. They want a fight. Don't give them one. Just herd them into a little tie-dyed circle and leave them there.
Posted by: Ian from the EUSSR at June 5, 2008 9:26 PM
My guess is this is just an excuse for any future pants craping aging hippie boomers have, what's sad is that they can't even come up with an original excuse. I crapped my pants? Bushitler's war machine did it!
Posted by: Serena at June 5, 2008 9:48 PM
Maybe that's what Eddie Van Halen meant by the Brown Sound.
Posted by: Thulsa Doom at June 6, 2008 12:37 AM
Dude this is not anxiety, what we have here are marching orders.
They plan to crap their drawers in order to claim a conspiracy.
McChimpy's Turd Ray.
Posted by: Cluebat from Exodar at June 6, 2008 4:22 AM
Oh poo !!!
Why dont they just hand out Ex-LAX Brownies with a little pot in them?
Posted by: Anonymous at June 6, 2008 4:35 AM
OT: The next sacrifice to Gaia: Beach bonfires.
Global Warming is the 21st Century's answer to the flat Earth and tulip mania.
Posted by: V the K at June 6, 2008 6:01 AM
I say we microwave them ... ummm good, brown and crispy moonbats.
Posted by: bill-tb at June 6, 2008 6:07 AM
The Brown Note?
You mean like in that episode of 'South Park'?
While that is of course a ridiculous lie, as the OP pointed out, if such a note were to hypothetically exist, I would HAVE to advise against using it against the dirty hippies who will be at the DNC. They smell bad enough already, having them all lose bowel control would make the stink 10 times worse. I recommend the cops mainly stick to traditional hippy- busting tactics, such as fire hoses. Not only do they do an excellent job of clearing out waves of the dirty hippies, but it would also probably be the closest thing to a bath any of them have gotten in at least 4 months.
Posted by: Adam at June 7, 2008 5:40 AM
