"Beware the fury of a patient man."
John Dryden

People are a crossbow pointed at the heads of every leader in history.  The longer and harder people are pushed and pulled around, the more violent and sudden their reaction will be when the tension is released.  The longer the leader pushes, and pushes, and pushes, as the tension on the wire keeping the arrow from driving itself through the skull of the leader increases, the more sudden, violent, and destructive the force will be that is finally unleashed.  It doesn't matter if the leader is Hamas, any given political figure, or a Mexican cartel leader named "The Clown," if they continue to push, they are digging their own graves.  Because the people are also a shovel.  You can only use people to dig so many tunnels under the Mexican border, or Gaza City, before your subjects finally crack, and the consequences of your actions finally collapse on you.

There was an uprising in a small town southwest of Mexico City last week, in which 11 members of the "Familia Michoacana" were killed.  3 civilians died as heroes, defending their town from the cartel.  Among the dead was "El Payaso," or "The Clown," whose men fell at the hands of an unruly mob wielding machetes, firearms, and farming implements.  The footage of the smoldering, charcoaled corpses leaning up against bombed-out cars, and vaqueros firing shotguns in the air while their compadres go to town on members of the Clown Army is downright medieval.  Or Pre-Columbian, since this is Mexico.  Observe the 21st-century Jaguar Warriors exact their vengeance on their political and economic oppressors in the videos below.  Like hell, the footage is age-restricted.  You have to confirm that you are above the age of accountability to watch it.

Here's a still from it, in case you can't or won't log in.  How would you like to be ripped to shreds by people carrying machetes and scythes?  I wonder what's worse, the physical pain, or the mortal, moral disgrace of knowing you've been an instrument of oppression of your own people, and are only seconds away from an eternity of hellfire you not only deserve, but have openly asked for?

A lose-lose proposition, by the looks of it.

The reason for this article is to ask a simple question.  In an age of cultural blackwashing, when even James Bond has become a black, unwatchable lesbian, how long until they blackwash the film Falling Down?  How long until the tunnels collapse on the blunt, elite instruments who are being used to bludgeon the culture and society that gives them the right to protest, vote, hold political office, own property, and mind (or start) their own business?  If the original film goes out of its way to emasculate both Michael Douglas' and Robert Duvall's characters every time they're onscreen, how long until The American Society of Magical Negroes is trapped at the end of Venice Pier with a water pistol in its hand, proclaiming incredulously, "I'm the bad guy?  I did everything they told me to," before being blown away by the projectiles of deadly reality hanging from the high-tension crossbow wires, humming like medieval hornets over their heads?

A month?  A week?

Cuz it's coming.  As expected.

I didn't watch the video.  The story in the New York Post was enough for me.  Whoever these people are, they are genuinely loathsome.  The kind of people MLK and Hitler would form a temporary union to destroy.  Like FDR, Churchill, and Stalin before them, MLK and Hitler would form a coalition of mutual disdain to cleanse institutions like the Boston City Council of ideological impurity.  There would be a summit, held in neutral ground somewhere between Berlin and Selma, Alabama.  Danny Glover's house, perhaps.  Danny Glover could tell the ghost of Liberace, who serves drinks and cleans the pool while wearing a rhinestone Speedo, to take a break from helping him rehearse for the part of D-FENS in the blackwashed version of Falling Down, and order some catering for the Civil Rights/White National Socialist Summit already, before the guests start to arrive.

There would need to be a moderator, though.  Someone who understands the mechanics of life behind the Iron Curtain, but who is marginalized in his or her own right.

I nominate Hedwig.  He grew up in East Germany after the war, so he understands Communism.  He also regretted his sex change, and is a Lou Reed fan.

It's settled then.  Get ready, Danny Glover.  The influencers are about to arrive.

In case you can't decide between MLK and Hitler (or perhaps have been brainwashed out of the ability of being able to tell the difference), which do you prefer?  MLK, or a world of disenfranchised Michael Douglas characters ruled by "a secret society of magical Black people who dedicate their lives to a cause of utmost importance?"  That's the synopsis of the divisive, Hitlerian propaganda titled The American Society of Magical Negroes, as it is currently posted on IMDb.  A secret society of magical Black people.  Meaning what?  A bunch of Freemason, Haitian Oompa-Loompas?  A cause of utmost importance.  Such as, making it to the bathroom before you puke on your shoes?  The film is categorized as Comedy/Fantasy, which is at least half right.

The insult is old, but I'm looking forward to the blackwashed reboot of Falling Down, when Danny Glover finds himself in a one-man Antifa bunker with a gay Just Block Traffic protester who supports Hamas, arguing about civil rights next to a Greta Thunberg pinup calendar.

The exchange will escalate into an environmentally-conscious rap battle, in which words that have been drained of carbon are replaced by lead, and since the evil intent of the heart of man was never addressed, the blunt tools of the elite used to tunnel under the foundations of civil society personified in both the blackwashed D-FENS and the gay Nazi Hamas sympathizer will go down.  Even if they join in a rousing chorus of "From the L.A. River to the sea, Satan's minions will be free," the tunnels will collapse on them long before they ever reach the existential cul-de-sac on Venice Pier.  

Whether it's one of the obscenely-wealthy leaders of Hamas, The Clown of Michoacán, or the smug, corrosive social-engineering experiments in the Boston City Council, at some point, their marginalized subjects will revolt.  The only question is:

When the Waiter of Death brings the plate of endless hellfire they have ordered, when the demons arrange their burnt, steaming innards for the demonic funeral feast in the All You Can Eat Buffet of eternity,

Will they weep, or will they gnash their teeth?

Perhaps they will have the combo platter.  A little bit of both.

Laughing though, as they so self-importantly did on earth, will be completely out of the question.

Thanks for listening.