Strike The Root Blog

The Anointed One patiently waits for that one Secret Service slip-up:

Dazed and confused- JoMac forgets what century it is:

Meditating on the joy of liberation:

Chinese rulers lean toward ostentatious tribal displays….

….but The Emperor claims size is not important….

….though he does get tempted by medal envy:

Imagine that- A proponent of violence (the state sponsored kind) gets whacked. As you sow, so shall ye reap:

State gangs square off over turf and innocent individuals have to head for the hills….

….or risk being consumed by grief:

The standard continues to fall for what militarists deem legitimate authority:

To the state, everyone is a potential criminal:

The obligatory, restrained recognition of collateral damage:

There MUST be something wrong with this. Let’s pass a law!

Junior breaks the news to Pop….

….his January, 2009 plans are all laid out:

Is JoMac cut out to be Emperor?

There’s still more liberatin’ to be done….

….and boxes to be filled:

Now this is the kind of “public service” the world can be thankful for:

CLEAR-ly, not a good idea:

So much for relaxing bus travel:

Hillary is still not quite recovered from her grueling primary campaign:

The lights go out in Georgia. State mobsters will always choose to kill rather than lose territory:

Torture is now a thrill ride:

Even the brave, battling soldier boys take the time to get their daily dose of The Root:

Pucker up and show some love….

….or the Emperor gets nasty:

The War Party’s two headed monster:

No value? No kidding:

The Emperor sets himself up for another fall:

Some encourage and/or enlist children to fight their battles:

Will Obama pray at this wall, as well?

Call in the Haz-mat team to clear away the toxic myths:

Superheroes as real as Batman:

Untimely death- the most convenient method of government cover-up…..

….when the media isn’t doing it for you:

The young insist, in their own way, that evil keep its distance:

Make your message clear, concise and easy to understand:

Only the state can get away with treating people like fenced cattle:

The O-bomb-anator looks for more targets:

Be a good slave and follow the leader- all the way to oblivion:

Who needs LSD to tune out and turn on?

Has the Prince of Darkness decided to make an appearance, or did Mc-Bama catch some bad lighting?

What goes better with peaceful sports competition that surface-to-air missiles?

If the slaves won’t accept your lies- gas the bastards:

A Roll Call of state slaughter….

….and the grisly, confirming evidence:

Is this what’s meant by “smaller government?”

Where would we be without the state on the lookout for terrorist jellyfish?

Not only do politi-gangsters see walls as solutions to numerous problems, they also seem to revere them:

What Neocon or state apologist could not be moved by this sight- the red, white, and blue; the stars, stripes, and barb wire?

Don’t say you weren’t warned. Asking honest, logical questions, directed at the state, can get you a kick in the teeth:

Taking the John-John bad boys behind the woodshed? We can only dream:

Big Brother’s snooping grows ever more obtrusive:

This latest news on the Transportation Security Administration’s valiant efforts to keep us all safe and protected from the Islamo-Fascist Terror Menace comes to us by way of Manuel Lora at Lew Rockwell’s blog:

For arguing with a TSA agent, Robin Kassner wound up being slammed to the floor. She’s filed a lawsuit.

“I kept begging them over and over again get off of me…and they wouldn’t stop,” Kassner said.

And it wasn’t enough for another woman to show TSA agents nipple rings that set off a metal detector. The agents forced her to take them out.

Mandi Hamlin said, “I had to get pliers and pull it apart.”

In Chicago, people like Robert Perry are subjected to exhaustive security checks. He was patted down, his wheel chair was examined and his hands were swabbed, all in public view in a see-through room at the security checkpoint. Perry, 71, is not alone.

“It’s humiliation,” Perry said.

Perry was also taken to a see-through room by a TSA agent when his artificial knee set off the metal detector.

“He yelled at me to get the belt off. ‘I told you to get the belt off.’ So I took the belt off. He ran his hands down over and pulled the pants down, they went down around my ankle,” Perry said.

At that point, Perry was standing in his underwear in public view. He asked to see a supervisor. That made things worse.

“She was yelling ‘I have power, I have power, I have power,” Perry said. The power to stop him from flying to Florida with his wife that day to celebrate their 50th wedding anniversary.

“It makes you feel like you have no rights,” Perry said.

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The Emperor keeps his privileged lips locked in response to truth seekers:

Even an aborigine from the outback can recognize a con man when he sees one:

Just one more perverse charcteristic of the state- its lavish displays of dead bodies, belonging to those individuals inspired by the myth of national sacrifice:

JJ’s got something to say about niggers. Maybe he can kneel for redemption at the feet of Michael Richards:

If the state cannot get its way through deception it always resorts to force:

A friendly reminder to those who think they are in charge:

The state’s methods of invasion and plunder grow more bolder and annoying by the day:

Iraqis enjoy yet more freedom from the successful surge:

How is this any different than what the government does when it exacts tribute?

The Wench Perry begs others to rebuild her precious, uninsured mansion:

The Sire of Stimulus illustrates his vision for the US economy:

The Gang(sters) of Eight practice digging graves (The Erect One doesn’t need any practice)….

….while Sar-krazy points out room for more:

Rapidly deployed goons. Yea, I like this idea:

Killing for the state can be stressful:

Entrepreneurship knows no limits:

B.O.-bama is happy that the family jewels are safe- for now:

Global warming “science” gets even goofier:

Since wedding parties are confirmed legitimate targets for US Crusaders, can foosball games be next on the list?

Whoop-dee-doo. The people are plundered to give us panoramic pics of dirt. Listen to the sheeple ooh and ahh. Ain’t Amurrica great?

Costumes, as are uniforms, are for clowns:

Bomb Them! They Photoshopped a Missile!

JoMac smiles about killing Iranians and his upcoming meeting with good buddies:

A “lifeguard” gazing into the fog- kind of like the US military on 9/11….

….But rest easy, there’s always a doofus on patrol:

The Regime insists on playing with lightning:

Johnny Law shows off his newest toy- proudly stolen from a productive businessman:

Ever get that “boxed in” feeling?……

…….surrounded on all sides by hostile forces……

….yet sometimes fate allows you to turn the tables:

How appropriate- A Yankee War Rag filled with hot air:

How to protect your home from being foreclosed:

US Crusaders dine on freedom fries in a free, democratic Iraq. Support The Troops!:

Boobus americanus finds a cleaner alternative to keeping his head in the sand:

The Master gives more trinkets to the maimed….

….while breaking ground on a new location to warehouse the disfigured:

Extreme yard art for the extreme nationalist:

JoMac turns to head massage to relieve his confusion……

….about how 1200+ lost souls have not yet tired of killing:

Stout looking sperm, I must say. But can these boys swim?

It’s ultimately up to each individual to escape his own, singular prison:

Staying medicated is for the cowardly……

….. but the Pentagon sees it as the most effective method for keeping The Troops in fighting shape:

Behold His mighty hand!  A futile attempt to part the waters:

JoMac is all smiles at the prospect of more dead Americans to help his campaign:

It takes more than large scale symbolism to create peace:

Strike the root by striking TV (Tranquilizing Vector) from your daily life:

Don’t think of it as a bomb crater. Think of it as “nation building:”

May I suggest one more (appropriate) monument in Washington?