Sacramento – Thousands of protesters gathered outside the Saturday Office on Saturday, reluctantly trampling the grass in their hokas, as the autumnal sun in Sacramento forced them to remove their protective vests.
In the pursuit of “No Kings,” Many of these protesters spilled over the streets, as if the curbs had no content, no meaning in their hearts to engage.
Clearly, social order has broken down. Where did it end, this reporter wondered. Would they go for HonkByby Honk next? Can they make fiery speeches?
The answer came soon enough, when within minutes, I saw clear evidence of organized anti-fascism in the ideological set. Gen Pam Bondi has been warning us about it.
The “Grough Graannies of Sacramento” had set up the stage, and tested the microphone before blasting the crowd with a song. These women were wearing matching apors! They had printed signs – signs with QR codes. If grandmas can’t use a QR code that isn’t dangerous, I don’t know who is.
Ellen Schwartz, 82, told me that this established Canadian group operates without recognized leaders – “A free group of wave gaggles,” is how she put it, and I wrote about it everywhere with Kash Patel.
Within moments, they robbed Dick Van Dyke and Julie Andrews of their most famous Duet: “Supercalifragilistitusticexpialious,” Clear reduced with the application of “Super Clealist Cacialist Narcissistic Potus.”
Ellen Schwartz, 82, is a member of the ‘Grage Graannies,’ a group that protested at the “No Kings” Rally in Sacramento on Saturday.
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Not to be excluded by the silent generation, two-year-old Rhea also appeared, first she clings to her mother, then she wanders around the rock as if she has a place there, as if that place could be her place. This is a kid to watch.
Since Rhea is not yet able to talk about her political beliefs, her parents gave me some insight into why she was there.
“I’m not sure we’re going to have a civilization that allows protest for much longer, so I want it to be remembered,” said her father, Neonn, who asked that their last names not be used. Like many Americans, he is reluctant to draw the eye of authority.
Kara, Rhea’s mother, was optimistic.
“America is about people, so I want to keep bringing him here so he knows he’s part of something bigger: peace and justice, before going to see the dinosaurs.
Kara holds her two-year-old daughter, Rhea, at a meeting in Sacramento.
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Dinosaurs, of course. And tigers. And roosters. And unicorns. Even the cow shut the chipmunk, which I believe is now illegal in most of the south.
Yes, folks, the portland frog has started something. The place was full of UN-HANTANA participants acting like animals – dancing with abandon, crouching, and actually saying things about President Trump.
Meanwhile, the smell of roasting meat is undeniable. People, they were eating hot dogs! They were eating dried onions! There were foreigners everywhere selling things (and it was fun).
I talked to Tyrannosaurus Rex and asked him why he is late cretaceous.
“If you don’t do something soon, you’re going to end democracy,” Jim Shim told me inside the suit.
Jim Short, left, and his wife, Patty Dinnosaur pet clothing at the Randosaur rally in Sacramento.
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His wife, Patty, was pregnant in a matching suit, hers brown, his blue. Didn’t they worry about having the Bible called Anti-American being here, as speaker of the house Mike Johnson and others have wanted?
“I’m not afraid,” said Patty. “Am I antifa or hard crime or something else?”
“Hamas?” Jim understood. “Or an illegal immigrant?”
“I think people need more history,” Patty said.
I agree.
And on the day millions of ordinary Americans emerged from the security of democracy in peace – again – they could be a part of it.
