Strike The Root Blog

Gustav takes the French Quarter for a ride……

….and gives another chance for the road fascists to shine:

US Crusaders find a new beat to walk….

….and gather the sheep to explain the rules:

Looking to have a quiet, peaceful dinner?….

….while watching your liberties flushed down the sewer?

Let nothing block the path….

….of making eye contact with your adversaries:

An obvious provocation….

….deserving of pepper spray:

The Paulians know what this all about:

Stay on message- Rudy and crew continue promoting 911 hobgoblins:

The Afghan killing fields continue to be productive:

Monster in the house. Someone please page J.W. Boothe:

Hey Hillary! There’s a new War Wench in town:

“Yes, I foresee more war, more death, more scars upon the land. Glory Be!”

Tears shed in awe of the New Messiah:

Why not vote with your feet….

….rather than playing with fire?

Always make sure it’s a friend, not foe, that’s got your back covered:

A job well done- more of the world lies in ruins:

Just one guard for all that ganja?

Everywhere state gangsters gather, the smell of death permeates the air:

Johnny Law is always looking for a reason to show force, keep others in line, and shed blood:

I guess we better start buildding- then work on that sppelling:

Exhaustion is the cost of fighting the war mongers:

Obama flip-flops. A sign of things to come?

Waiting for Gustav:

No holiday for US Crusaders as they protect us from illicit posters on the other side of the world:

The state’s legitimacy is directly proportional to the force it projects:

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:

Evil be damned, wars unjust
Eight years we’ve had, o what a bust
Economy dead, lying afoul
Victim of a man with head in bowel
But o the praises do we sing
For he who would be our righteous king
Holiness on high, saintly thus
Saint Obama, pray for us
On a pedestal we prop you
Our media can never drop you
Build up the expectations
And Keillor’s bilious expectorations
Our savior has come, the party has won
“Four years of perfection,” you’ll all have claimed
Not a mark on his record, not a soul who’s been maimed
On Barack’s watch, may he be ordained!
A Luddite fantasy world, a world free of “them”
No fouling of air (except Keillor’s phlegm)
How righteous of us, how morally prudent
We’re never wrong, Democrats strident
On Barack’s watch, may he be ordained!

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:

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: