Why Did Shannon Brandt Believe a Teenager Was a MAGA Extremist Who Deserved to Die?
Why Did Shannon Brandt Believe a Teenager Was a MAGA Extremist Who Deserved to Die?
HINT: Rhymes with "Joe Biden"
Our moral, ethical, and intellectual betters in the press love to wring their hands about political violence, but only when they can blame it on Republicans. When one of their own comrades does something horrible in furtherance of the interests of the Democratic Party, they clam right up.
We saw it with James T. Hodgkinson, who shot up a Virginia baseball field full of Republican legislators and almost murdered Steve Scalise. We saw it with Floyd Lee Corkins, who shot a security guard at the Family Research Center in DC, and was carrying a backpack full of Chick-fil-A sandwiches that he planned to smear into the faces of his victims as they lay dying. Those are just two examples off the top of my head. In both cases we saw the consequences of inflammatory political rhetoric, and the libs just turned a blind eye, because acknowledging it might’ve hindered their goals.
And now we’re seeing it again in North Dakota:
A North Dakota official said that there’s “no evidence” supporting Shannon Brandt’s claim that 18-year-old Cayler Ellingson was part of a “Republican extremist group” before he allegedly used his car to hit the teenager, who later died…
North Dakota Highway Patrol Captain Bryan Niewind told Fox News Digital on Thursday that there’s no evidence supporting Brandt’s claim that Ellingson was a part of a “Republican extremist group.”
“There is no evidence to support the claim Brandt made about Ellingson,” Niewind said.
So, how did this piece of garbage get that idea in his head? How did he justify murdering this kid?
Could it be because of crap like this from the president of the United States?
Biden is telling people to fight “extreme MAGA Republicans,” and Shannon Brandt just did. Or believed he did, anyway.
First we saw this:
And then people started murdering Republicans.
Yet we’re not hearing the usual caterwauling about “toxic and inflammatory rhetoric” from the press. They don’t care, because it’s not one of their own who was just murdered.
I’m not a MAGA guy, and MAGA people tend to hate my guts. And, also, in addition to that: Political violence is wrong, and Joe Biden should be called to account for stoking it.
I don’t want to say the libs are still flailing for a response to Ron DeSantis, but…
First it was bad to fly illegal aliens to wealthy liberal areas. Now it’s bad not to fly illegal aliens to wealthy liberal areas. If a Republican does something — anything — it’s bad. That’s all you need to remember, and then you too can be a liberal.
Why do I keep letting M. Night Shyamalan do this to me?
The last Shyamalan flick I saw was Glass, the enormously disappointing sequel to both 2016’s Split and 2000’s Unbreakable. And I saw Split after I had previously sworn off Shyamalan for making 2004’s infuriating fiasco The Village. Both times I said to myself, “Never again. I won’t let him keep doing this. No.”
Yet now I’m probably going to see this movie, because the trailer looks intriguing. And it’s probably going to suck, and I’m probably going to kick myself. I guess that’s why they keep hiring this guy to make movies. For whatever reason, everybody thinks this time will be different.
But I’ll roll out for Dave Bautista anytime. He’s a crazy commie in real life, but he’s also the only ex-wrestler who’s also a legit dramatic actor. Dwayne Johnson and John Cena are appealing personalities and can do action-comedy just as well as Bautista can, but they don’t have his depth. Based on this trailer, I believe Bautista’s character is planning to do something awful, is absolutely convinced he needs to do it, and hates himself for it anyway. Moral complexity in a horror flick? I’m in.
Well played, M. Night. Well played indeed, you crafty bastard.
I am currently reading this novel:
Heat 2 is a direct sequel, picking up a few hours after the end of the 1995 movie, and the intervening years are swept away. It’s like no time has passed.
The book is already answering questions I didn’t even know I had: Whatever happened to Val Kilmer’s character, Chris Shiherlis? Did Vincent Hanna, played by Al Pacino in one of his greatest roles, go home after hunting down his prey and sleep for a month? (SPOILER: He did not.)
The book also flashes back to 1988, which is where I am in the story right now. We see Shiherlis and Neil McCauley (played in the movie by Robert De Niro, of course) planning a heist in Chicago. And can you guess who’s a cop in that place at that time? What are the odds?
When Michael Mann announced this book, I thought it would be some sort of cynical cash-grab. But this is the real deal. Mann co-wrote it with crime novelist Meg Gardiner, and the dialogue is spot-on. I can hear Pacino and Kilmer and Voight and Brenneman and the rest saying these lines.
Mann says he wants to turn this into a movie, and I hope he has enough time left. The man is pushing 80, and he has a hell of a casting process ahead of him if he wants to find replacement actors who can play the same characters at those ages. (Scorsese killed de-aging with The Irishman. It’s fine for brief flashbacks, but you can’t center a whole movie around it.)
I’d recommend rewatching the movie before picking up the novel, because other than a brief recap at the beginning, it assumes you’re familiar with all the characters and what they did. “Detective Casals shot Shiherlis? Which one was… oh yeah, Wes Studi. Duh.”
And if you haven’t watched Heat yet… what’s wrong with you?
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Sonuvabitch would be better off staying in jail if he killed my boy. He would live longer there.
The next politically motivated murder of a leftist by a dyed-in-the-wool MAGAT will be the first, but that doesn't stop the Corporate Left from saying we might do it! The thing about Bidet and The Left is that they NEED to make Republicans (not just the semi-fascist MAGA ones, but ALL of them) to be so toxic, so radioactive, that being in public wearing any damn red hat is asking for a beating. Why? Because that is all they got. That's it. They don't have an economy they can run on, they don't have stellar foreign relations they can point to, they can't point to any one policy that did any one any good, and they can't even say they STOPPED THE VIRUS! because the Branch-Covidians are mainly comprised of D-Party doners. They have nothing. If all Bidet did was sit at his vacation home and slurp pudding, then the D-Party might be able to run on something. But no, he ran this car into a ditch, he knows it, they know it, we know he knows it, and he knows we know he knows that he's holding this flaming bag of dog shit they call an economy.
You can't run on "PUTIN DID IT!"
M Night Sham-a-lama-ding-dong is trapped in a cage of his own design. Every movie he makes needs to have a SURPRISE!! in it that no one saw coming. I gave up on him as a director after Signs. You're telling me that this superior race of beings, so damn smart they travelled the span of the universe, had NO DAMN IDEA they weren't just allergic to water, but it was toxic to them? Oh come on! Even I know that this rock is almost all water. It's like me traveling to a planet made up of battery acid and going "oh yes, I'ma build a sweet cabin here!"
(That's at least how I remember Signs. The details escape me and I'm too lazy to confirm or not)
(And I'm not saying that a MAGA *won't* kill someone based on politics alone, there are way too many of them out there to make such a sweeping promise. I'm saying it hasn't happened. YET. That I'm aware of.)
(But, again, what do I know? I only know my Oregon Ducks need to whoop up on the Wazzu Cougs this weekend. That and the Worlds are on Sunday. Good sports weekend for this bike racing, duck-loving duck.)