Army of Dog

The Code Pink gals are still maintaining their ever-weakening siege on the Marine Corps Recruiting Center in Berkeley, and now their going with a Mother’s Day theme-week that ends today.  To bring this wildly successful campaign to a close, they’ve decided to forego costumes and just come to the protest as witches and crones.  They’re claiming to also have “sirens,” but we have photos of these women and they just aren’t going to be able to pull that bullshit off.

Code Pink and their pathetic protest have been boring as hell for months now, but there was one really interesting quote in the article.  The quote comes from Zanne Sam Joi, Code Pink truck driver and certified fucking nutjob.

“Women are coming to cast spells and do rituals and to impart wisdom to figure out how we’re going to end war,” Zanne Sam Joi of Bay Area Code Pink told FOXNews.com.

Click the link, I’m not making that shit up.  Hell, I couldn’t make it up if I wanted to.  Before we examine that inane contribution to the issue of war and peace, let’s get a little background, shall we.  Zanne Joi has her own blog here, where she describes herself thus:

i’m a 57 yr old jewish lesbian anti-racist mother striving radical womonist/feminist; daughter & granddaughter of survivors of the holocaust, mother of a young amazon healer & amazing human being, lover of wimmin & student of consicous living…………even tho i am the one actually driving the truck, i could not even head out from home if it were not for the support of many, many, many wimmin (and several men as well). If you want to help support my trip across the country, spreading codepink, registering voters, working to DEFEAT BUSH, please click the “Make a Donation” link below- it’s secure!

For those of you who only speak Literate, let me translate.  “I hate men, and America, and I’ll use my parents suffering to try to add legitimacy to my batshit political views.  I drive a truck, Bushhitler sucks, now send me money.”

Zanne and her Code Pink friends like to travel around trying to bring “peace” by protesting anything that even looks like it might be able to protect American interests in a time of crisis.  Their success, to be kind, has been limited.  I have a humble suggestion for the crones of Code Pink.  Why don’t you pack up your shit and go cast spells and do rituals to end war in the front yards of the people who actually start this shit?  Seriously, get the kids, tell your life partner to take off a few weeks from work, get in the truck, and head on over to Gaza, Mosul, Tehran, or Beirut and cast spells on the jihadi assholes who are, as we speak, training kids to hate Jews and kill Americans.  Maybe then your dumb, shriveled ass could have some chance of ending the need for the best and brightest of American society to travel over there and get shot at.

I’ll tell you why they don’t do that.  Because standing around a Marine Corps Recruiting Center and doing this crap is easy, and it has the added benefit of not being particularly dangerous.  You see, when a publicity-seeking group of desperate attention-whores needs a way to make spectacles of themselves, not being killed in the process is of paramount concern.  And make no mistake, if they pulled this witchcraft shit in any of the places I just mentioned and confronted the Bronze Age assholes who make all of this war and conflict necessary, even as a joke, they would be kidnapped, tied up in a burqa, and stoned to fucking death.  But it’s the Marines who are the killers, right?

And let me not end this tirade without bringing a little attention to another vapid piece of verbal spittle:

“The grandmothers were here and tried to get recruited,” Joi said. “They tried to have conversations with the Marines, but the Marines were too scared to talk.”

Let’s get one thing fucking straight, you crusty nutjob, if the goddamn Japanese Army couldn’t run the Marines off of Iwo-fucking-Jima, your gang of shriveled shrews not going to run them out of Berkely-goddamn-California.  I can’t speak for the mental state of every Marine in that office obviously, but I will bet every damn dime I have to my name that not one of them is fucking scared of you.