"It’s all a joke. Good for health and recovery. Riots in L.A., Greta on the high seas. Just a joke. Send in the Marines."
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"The thoughts herein have been inspired by my Governor Gruesome Newsom, my Mayor Karen Bass Ackwards, the L.A. “Riots,” and Greta Thunberg. All Comedy Tonight.
"They don’t call the Los Angeles nonsense “Riots” for nothing. As Ralph Kramden would say: “You’re a riot, Alice. A regular riot. Zip-boom to the moon, Alice.” The only thing missing from the contemporary La-La-Land version of “The Honeymooners” is “Alice.” Instead, we have Maxine. A riot, a regular riot.
"Since I live here and am a more reliable reporter of news and facts than are the “legacy news sources” like ABC, CBS, NBC, PBS, CNN, MSNBC, the New York Times, and the Washington Post — not to mention the BBC — I share with you here what’s going on and its ramifications. In effect: Nothing.
The LA ‘Riots’
"In a Deep Blue city, populated heavily by Illegals from a particular continent besides North America, you are going to find communists, Marxists, and unemployed woke radicals who rely on society for free handouts so that they need not go to work but instead can be home all day to attend demonstrations. That’s Los Angeles, a city of four million or so. Many people here do go to work. For example, despite my post-lung transplant realities, I work 14-hour days daily, what with providing rabbinic counseling, teaching Torah and other Jewish and Judaic subjects four days weekly to hundreds each week, writing opinion columns, and other stuff. Others on my block practice law, medicine, work in factories, promote sales, and so much more. They and I… work for a living.
"In other L.A. neighborhoods, on other L.A. blocks, people earn their keep instead by sitting all day scrolling through TikTok, emailing and WhatsApping on their phones, and going to political demonstrations. Maniscalco does a wonderful stand-up set about people who spend their time going to demonstrations. How do they afford to live without going to work? Easy. They check their bank accounts to ensure that their weekly or monthly free stipends — their “Entitlements” — have been accurately and timely deposited into their accounts by the government. They are entitled. That pays their tariff. If they wake up with sniffles on a slow news day, they drop by the local hospital emergency room to fill up the chamber with minor ailments since “emergency” room for the “undocumented” basically is free and offers an opportunity to catch up with the local medical professionals. Emergency rooms are forbidden to refuse service based on the legality of a person’s residence or ability to pay. Under the law, they must care for anyone until they are sure the person is “stabilized.” At that point, private hospitals ambulance the stabilized to government-run public hospital emergency rooms, which must take it from there. And that is why, when you have a true medical emergency, you have to wait 13 hours in the emergency room until your case — inability to breathe, uncontrollable vomiting, heartbeat rates galloping wildly from 82 to 39 to 147 to 54 to 135 to 42 — finally merits its moment for attention, after the prior 41 “undocumented” patients have been seen for raspy throats, tickles in their throats, a bruise on their shins, and boredom." . . .
