“Occupiers” at UCLA stymied – by someone with bananas:
The next time America’s spoiled, boundlessly entitled white progressives decide to run riot, I’m going to rent a small plane and drop bananas, peanuts and Chick Fil-A on the crowd.
That should send them running back to on-campus housing.
Bazinga. Order.
You can thank me later, Mayor Mom-Pants and Governor Klink.
OK, you find bananas everywhere, and protesters who were deathly allergic didn’t have an epi-pen with them? Seriously? People this dumb somehow made it into UCLA?
Chick-Fil-A is probably too good to waste on them, but the idea of a Chick-Fil-A cannon (a la HotDog cannon) is intriguing.
Does this newest development kinda confirm that phrase about history repeating as farce? I mean, compared to the 60s student protests? Note, I’m not looking at those 60s protests with any form of self-indulgent reminiscing so often attributed to Boomers (I was just a little too young – although I did watch the upperclassmen in my high school stage a walk out so we students could wear jeans). I just meant that those protests also involved that era’s spoiled, boundlessly entitled white progressives.
For the sake of completeness, the phrase actually mentions history repeating as tragedy first and then as farce… I might argue that the J6 protests were a tragedy in all the ways that people’s lives were ruined because of their participation in them – both sides. So, maybe the phrase is an OK fit.
OK, the hot dog cannon reminds me of something Dave Barry wrote about fertilizing fields in Iowa….what about the big hog doot cannon, but you feed the hogs bananas and peanuts, and….OK, let the counterprotesters know so they can get out before it flies….
Double bonus; the hippies out there would smell better after the experience.