Owing to a formidable native facility for pessimism, I am infrequently surprised. Though three elements of the last few days did almost tease my brow to furrow.
The first was learning of the suddenly impotent nature of court orders. The Charlottesville right–as you know–came armed with one of these sacred writs–a thing we previously knew to enjoy the power to dictate national policy on every topic. Yet apparently court orders are sufficient only to compel modest functionaries like congress and the president of the United States, while having no power whatsoever over small town leftist mayors. Thus the injunction to allow the Lee Park assembly was summarily ignored, and the court was invited to sit on its thumb if they didn’t like it. I hope someone is noting that for precedent.
The second of these were the frantic and unanimous denunciations of the Charlottesville right by every Republican down to the Humboldt County Clerk. I understand these people are made to attack right like Swiss watches are made to tick, though the sheer Pavlovian reflexiveness and purple pageantry of their language was…well…typical, I suppose.
Though it should be mentioned, this wasn’t just the customary act of conservatives running cover for a left that vividly despises them. There was a cunning calculation in those lugubrious displays. The purpose of which was to scuttle their political competition so that the National Review transvestites could consolidate influence on the right and get conservatives back to losing graciously.
You’ll note that in comparison the left never attacks its radicals. It simply doesn’t acknowledge them at all, and suffers hearing aid failures whenever anyone asks. Thus those things with black masks and baseball bats flourish in the tacit approval of benign indifference. This is how you win generation after generation, by the way. Focusing attacks on your enemies rather than one’s own flanks has been proven since the campaigns of Clausewitz to be a successful tactic. Though certainly not one conservatives will lower themselves to learn.
The final item that has given me about a three volt shock has been the utter and absolute pass given to the left’s explicit communists. Now obviously arriving at such spectacles brandishing a swastika is breathtakingly stupid. Though it should be only slightly more stupid than waving a hammer and sickle. Yet there they are at every fetid left-wing riot without a peep of media reflection or demands of denunciation. I certainly don’t expect a democrat to object to symbols of murderous Bolshevism, though is it beyond the range of even rock-ribbed republicans to mention the fact between gasps about “white supremacy?”
That reminds me of the need to clarify media terms. A supremacist is one who wants a safe and harmonious home absent foreign squatters screaming about his moral infirmities into perpetuity. And CNN deploys other shorthand as well. For instance, teen means a black man of any age, as counterprotestor means a communist of any race. And fascists are whoever counterprotestors attack. It’s really no more complicated than that.
And that’s why I thought it might be useful to recount a non-exhaustive history of counterprotesting, and the Mt. Fuji of fascist corpses it has produced.
No one can ever commence a reverie of counterprotesting without starting in 1918 Russia. There Lenin and his counterprotestors proceeded throughout the course of the Red Terror to murder so many people with such malevolent innovation that no concrete tabulation was ever possible owing to so many body parts strewn like droplets from a sprinkler. Here’s some of the highlights from fikipedia.
In Kharkov there were between 2,000 and 3,000 executions in February–June 1919, and another 1,000–2,000 when the town was taken again in December of that year; in Rostov-on-Don, approximately 1,000 in January 1920; in Odessa, 2,200 in May–August 1919, then 1,500–3,000 between February 1920 and February 1921; in Kiev, at least 3,000 in February–August 1919; in Ekaterinodar, at least 3,000 between August 1920 and February 1921; In Armavir, a small town in Kuban, between 2,000 and 3,000 in August–October 1920. The list could go on and on.
In the city of Astrakhan, strikers and Red Army soldiers who joined them were loaded onto barges and then thrown by the hundreds into the Volga with stones around their necks.
At these times, there were numerous reports that Cheka interrogators utilized torture methods which were, according to Orlando Figes, “matched only by the Spanish Inquisition.” At Odessa the Cheka tied officers to planks and slowly fed them into furnaces or tanks of boiling water; in Kharkiv, scalpings and hand-flayings were commonplace: the skin was peeled off victims’ hands to produce “gloves”; the VoronezhCheka rolled naked people around in barrels studded internally with nails; victims were crucified or stoned to death at Dnipropetrovsk; the Cheka at Kremenchuk impaled members of the clergy and buried alive rebelling peasants; in Orel, water was poured on naked prisoners bound in the winter streets until they became living ice statues; in Kiev, Chinese Cheka detachments placed rats in iron tubes sealed at one end with wire netting and the other placed against the body of a prisoner, with the tubes being heated until the rats gnawed through the victim’s body in an effort to escape.
Executions took place in prison cellars or courtyards, or occasionally on the outskirts of town, during the Red Terror and Russian Civil War. After the condemned were stripped of their clothing and other belongings, which were shared among the Cheka executioners, they were either machine-gunned in batches or dispatched individually with a revolver. Those killed in prison were usually shot in the back of the neck as theyentered the execution cellar, which became littered with corpses and soaked with blood. Victims killed outside the town were moved by truck, bound and gagged, to their place of execution, where they sometimes were made to dig their own graves.
The Pyatigorsk Cheka organized a “day of Red Terror” to execute 300 people in one day, and took quotas from each part of town. According to the Chekist Karl Lander, the Cheka in Kislovodsk, “for lack of a better idea,” killed all the patients in the hospital. In October 1920 alone more than 6,000 people were executed. Gellately adds that Communist leaders “sought to justify their ethnic-based massacres by incorporating them into the rubric of the ‘class struggle’
“For lack of a better idea,” they simply killed every patient in the hospital. I guess nazis should have had better health coverage.
Here’s another image from that time
Here’s a couple of similar images from Seattle.
And here’s a statue of Lenin. It also is in Seattle. As opposed to those honoring southern soldiers, you’ll find this one in perfect repair.
The counterprotesting had only just begun.
Shortly thereafter soviet counterprotestors engineered the Holodomor famine in which 7-10 million Ukrainian fascists were starved to death.
Here’s a photo of young white supremacists.
And here are some of their racist parents.
Then there was Uncle Joe Stalin, probably the greatest counterprotestor of all.
But life wasn’t all cherries under the iron curtain counterprotestors. There were the gulags, the Stasi, and many thousands of fascists crushed in the failed counter-counterprotestor uprisings in Budapest and Prague. But you have to admit that fascists were thin on the ground in those dank dungeons.
Though as I mentioned earlier, counterprotestors come in every color.
But sometimes they’re yellow. And when Chairman Mao began making great leaps forward, well, sometimes he stepped on a few fascists. How many nazi scum did Chinese counterprotestors squash from 1958 to 1962? Some claim only about 50 million. To make such a number more digestible, if the average Chinese fascist was five and a half feet tall, Mao could have laid them out head to foot around the Earth’s circumference…twice!
And even though men like Lenin, Stalin, and Mao were very effective anti-racists, you can never dismiss the sheer efficiency of Cambodia’s little big man, Pol Pot. This legendary Khmer Rouge counterprotestor had only a small country with which to work, but still managed to liquidate an astonishing 20% of his entire population. That’s an unsettling concentration of fascists. What was his trade secret?
The torture system at Tuol Sleng was designed to make prisoners confess to whatever crimes they were charged with by their captors. In their confessions, the prisoners were asked to describe their personal background. If they were party members, they had to say when they joined the revolution and describe their work assignments in DK. Then the prisoners would relate their supposed treasonous activities in chronological order. The third section of the confession text described prisoners’ thwarted conspiracies and supposed treasonous conversations. At the end, the confessions would list a string of traitors who were the prisoners’ friends, colleagues, or acquaintances. Some lists contained over a hundred names. People whose names were in the confession list were often called in for interrogation. Typical confessions ran into thousands of words in which the prisoner would interweave true events in their lives with imaginary accounts of their espionage activities for the Central Intelligence Agency (CIA), the KGB, or Vietnam.
Some 17,000 people passed through Tuol Sleng Centre (also known as S-21) before they were taken to sites (also known as The Killing Fields), outside Phnom Penh such as Choeung Ek where most were executed (mainly by pickaxes to save bullets) and buried in mass graves. Of the thousands who entered Tuol Sleng only seven are known to have survived. Tuol Sleng was only one of some 196 prisons operated by the Khmer Rouge.
Impressive. Thousands of fascists in, only seven out. Multiply that by 196 and you’re practically talking Seattle levels of technical proficiency.
Below is a scene from a Khmer Rouge bowling alley.
We could discuss the flags of other notable counterprotestors waving at recent left-wing confabs.
But who really has the time? The point I’d like to make is when counterprotestors candidly express their intentions, history suggests their sincerity.