Boy-Fucking-Howdy! Welcome to the fight.

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"Socialism never took root in America because the poor see themselves not as an exploited proletariat but as temporarily embarrassed millionaires."

John Steinbeck

That's pretty much the mindset (mindset! As if) shared by the FGC faction - Fat Guys in Cammo (Guts, not the courageous kind. I mean the kind that hangs over your belt buckle), Guns and Goatees.
Photo to the left ("Eeeek! I've seen better heads on boils!" Pee-Wee Herman): one Deputy-Inspector Anthony Bologna, a guy who, really should have thought about changing his name before breaking new ground in the abusive-cop-power-mad-asshole-on-film field.
Tony Baloney! Could ya' die' ?
Officer Lunchmeat has been quite a public figure ever since his romp through the crowds of protesters on Wall St. last Saturday.

This is the more charitable of the several vids of Chickenshit Dickweed. Earlier he pepper-sprayed a group of five, unarmed and completely non-threatening, young women. They had already been penned in by the blueshirts with some orange, plastic, barrier fabric. Blueshirts who, I might add, were acting professionally and not abusive in the least.
Deputy Inspector "My-dick,-such-as-is-it-is,-can-be-contained-in-a-handy-spray-can" marches up, hoses down everyone, peripherally including the cops on the barricade, before running off to make mischief elsewhere. What a scamp!

These would be the Occupy Wall Street protests which have been largely ignored by the liberal-biased media. You know, those libtard sell-outs who cover anything that the special-needs field trip known as The Tea Party happens to bumble through.
These "dirty hippies", as they're often described, are supported by the AFL-CIO, the New York Transit Union, Airline pilots, the Laborers Union, the Teamsters, United Steelworkers and... wait for it. the IWW (See black cat to the left).
There are similar rebellions against the stupid going on all over the country/world as more and more people wake up to the fact that the organisms in the Billionaire Boy's Club are not their friends.
Sadly, the George Hills and Muscular Minarchists out there are still exemplified in the Steinbeck quote at top.
Offered by way of "Know thine enemy": from the early days of the protests - some of these primitive life-forms watching from their habitat above the fray.

Boy, the things ya' see when ya' ain't got a gun.
The Marines are on their way as well.

Semper Fi, Do or die.

In closing, if anyone would like to discuss this with Deputy-Inspector Pimento Loaf, Anonymous has thoughtfully hacked his workplace and possible phone number:
Anthony Bologna
NYPD Deputy Inspector
Patrol Borough Manhattan South - 212-477-6181

-Possible phone number: (518) 989-9051

If I was this asshole, I'd start checking under my car every morning.
Or I'd "eat my piece" (My preference for Tony).

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Added later since I just commented on the blog of one hack author Larry Corriea.
I was thorough, concise, provided source material for my assertions but... the big fella spurned me.
Seeing he wasn't going to post it, I followed up with a friendly admonition regarding willingness to engage in debate.
In it I was even more to the point. I believe my exact words were: "You're a pussy, Larry".
Anyway, just for you Mr. Lovable-Big-Lug, ya big ole fuckin' teddy bear, a photo:

That could have been you... oh,but... you were weighed in the balance and found wanting weren't you?
Wonder how your politics would have shaken out had you stopped some ordnance in that capacity.
But snap out of it! Turn that frown upside-down. How about some tunes to cheer you up.
Now, this was recorded in '82 when you were still shitting your pants and your older buddy Fatogre was in middle-school so, it's kinda' dated.
"Career Opportunities" The Clash.