You Have To Order It In Austrian
By Mitch Berg
Joe Doakes from Como Park emails:
The South Carolina church shooter killed people for their race. He owns a Glock. Which is made in Austria. So was Hitler. Who also killed people for their race.
It all makes sense, now. Stop the Senseless Slaughter! Immigration Reform Now! Ban Austrians, All Their Works!
What the heck, it makes as much sense as the other people seizing this tragedy to flog their pet agendas.
Joe Doakes
It’s time the President got tough on Rhodesia. I’m sure he’ll put Joe Biden on the job.
June 24th, 2015 at 6:42 am
What are your thoughts about Austrian economics and Ludwig von Mises?
June 24th, 2015 at 7:45 am
“To flog their pet agendas”
Or to FLAG their pet agendas.
June 24th, 2015 at 7:49 am
It’s far easier to eliminate Confederate battle flags than it is to eliminate non-sequiturs.
June 24th, 2015 at 11:18 am
I am convinced. The leftists have it right. We must rid our country of all symbols of hate and racism.
http://www.corbisimages.com/stock-photo/rights-managed/U92716P-A/ku-klux-klansmen-with-american-flag
June 24th, 2015 at 11:41 am
Guilty by association; because actual thinking is too hard.
Emery, as you’re off topic, I suggest that you consult the numerous free books offered by the Mises Institute and bring the subject up later.
June 24th, 2015 at 12:41 pm
Nah, Bike, he’s doing the typical Liberal “not all” thing, as if finding one exception disproved the general rule (“Scots are cheap.” No, I know one who’s not cheap. That means not ALL Scots are cheap so you’re wrong).
I called for a ban on All things Austrian because they are racist, using the guilt-by-association tactic of the Left. Emery is saying “Not ALL things Austrian are racist” which is so perfectly trite that his saying it is either a parody in reply to my parody, or it was serious said and therefore more damning than anything any of us could say about him.
June 24th, 2015 at 1:04 pm
You can have my Sachertorte mit Schlag and Melange after you pry them from my cold, dead, heads, Joe. :^) Ten paces with sabers at the Heuriger, buddy.