Hoka-ho, hoka-hey!

Luke, in an emailed article:

PHILADELPHIA, Pennsylvania (AP) -- A police officer walked into a doughnut shop Wednesday while it was being robbed and was shot in the head, authorities said, becoming the third officer in four days to be wounded by gunfire in this city.

Lee: West Philadelphia born and raised, on the playground is where I spent most of my days.
Rex: Chillin' out, relaxin' all cool, shootin' some piglets outside of the school.


In other nooses, somebody wants the fridums to move agitators like Luke, Rex, Sax and I from the 'insurgent' file to the 'terrst' bucket, in HR1955:

`Subtitle J--Prevention of Violent Radicalization and Homegrown Terrorism

`SEC. 899A. DEFINITIONS.

`For purposes of this subtitle:

`(1) COMMISSION- The term `Commission' means the National Commission on the Prevention of Violent Radicalization and Homegrown Terrorism established under section 899C.

`(2) VIOLENT RADICALIZATION- The term `violent radicalization' means the process of adopting or promoting an extremist belief system for the purpose of facilitating ideologically based violence to advance political, religious, or social change.

`(3) HOMEGROWN TERRORISM- The term `homegrown terrorism' means the use, planned use, or threatened use, of force or violence by a group or individual born, raised, or based and operating primarily within the United States or any possession of the United States to intimidate or coerce the United States government, the civilian population of the United States, or any segment thereof, in furtherance of political or social objectives.

`(4) IDEOLOGICALLY BASED VIOLENCE- The term `ideologically based violence' means the use, planned use, or threatened use of force or violence by a group or individual to promote the group or individual's political, religious, or social beliefs.

Sport the Warn Terr.

And for you geriatric folks who don't drink on the weekdays and go to bed at nine, our very own Jacobins will be performing another bombastic Friday night show this week at the Spring Street Tavern - Club Underground. For those who don't plan on attending, please raise your hand and take a step to the right for a punch in the lunch.

-Brenn

I left my dignity with the Ramsey Couny Sheriff...again.

Turning twenty five last month, I had to submit myself to the DMV for my quadannual driver's license renewal. My last ID had continued to read my address at the Galtier in Lowertown (naughty!), as did my 'permission for self defense' carry permit; addresses on these government-issued documents are supposed to match. If I were ever to have to procure them for a law enforcement official, I can imagine his confusion would easily result in a severe , shameless beating. SO, being a proactive, responsible citizen I dutifully called my friendly local sheriff's office, was directed to their "firearm permit" extension, and left a voice mail advising them of my recent address change and requested a return call for instructions.

Afterwards, scouring their website, all I could find pertinent to a change of address under these circumstances is that they need to be 'notified'. So I 'notified' them with three more voice messages, to no reply. I felt that was satisfactory notification.

A month later I get a USPS-delivered nastygram in the mail advising me that the sheriff's department had worked through an annual investigation of permits and had discovered that I'd changed my address, didn't 'notify' them, and was not in compliance with statute! There was some nonsense on the letter about me showing up in person, but I intentionally ignored this detail. By design of the Ramsey County Sheriff department's hours, they only like to work with their unemployed constituents. Conveniently, the Deputy had provided me with his direct line on the letter, so I felt compelled to leave him a voice mail outlining my predicament.

The following morning when he returned my call, I had the pleasure of a conversation. "My assistant says that there are instructions on the letter," in that condescending cop-tone that can be mastered only after years of harassing and brutalizing innocent civilians.

So I guess it was a good thing I had the coming Friday off. The lovely Elizabeth and I running a couple errands that Friday, having parked in the "LEC" lot, I suggested she vacate her pockets and leave her purse in the car. After the humiliating bucket x-ray/metal-detecting archway/Stand-Like-Jesus-wanding process, the remainder of the task was surprisingly painless. In addition, excepting the private security lackey who made us check our dignity at the door, I didn't see a single badged pig, which is always a plus.

Taking another peek at their website, I also notice that the Ramsey County Sheriff has their own haunted house...I can't imagine anything more frightening.

-Brenn

pee-ess: Rex, how was the Hannah Montana show?

...a lesson from Nate:
gooch
(-noun, slang)
the body part that is formed when Luke and Rex touch middles.

Jacobins, October fifth.

That is all you get. Don't be so greedy.
















Fine. Here's fifty-something of them. You're welcome.

Really though, Britt Sax took a billion beautiful pictures this round, and if we didn't adore her already then this would be a good reason. If you want higher-res versions four times bigger (so you can blow it up and cover your wall, yah?), ask me for it specifically.

Jacobinated, and an unrelated street fight.

Rats off to those of you who missed yesternight's Jacobins show. I can say unabashed that it was their best performance so far. My warbles still tingle from the instrumental breakdown at the finish of the new "Chicago Lights". Among the thirty or so people there I knew in attendance were co-workers Ashley and Lewis, the latter of which hadn't seen them play before; we may have found us a new fan.

Tony, who takes sweeping picks low on his bass, wore a gaping hole in the palm of his hand from the bridge, leaving a couple light smears of blood on the white body--I do think this is Corey Hammer's bass. This will likely have to be disinfected--but was quite the picturesque rock moment to-date. If I hadn't been preoccupied with drinking and having a blast, I would have thought to get a shot with the mobile phone camera.

Britt Sax was ambling about catching more photography and hopefully I'll have them to post soon.


Anyhow, as Luke linked me this lovely afternoon:

Man and a boy stabbed with sickle

ELIZABETH MOHR
Pioneer Press

A man and a boy are in stable condition after being stabbed with a sickle during a large fight last night in St. Paul.
Several callers reported about 10:15 p.m. Friday that there was a fight in the 1200 block of Bush Avenue involving up to 50 people, some with baseball bats, police said.
When police arrived at the scene, they found a 15-year-old St. Paul boy who was stabbed in the chest and a 21-year-old St. Paul man who was stabbed in the lower back.
It appeared as if both males were stabbed with a sickle, said Tom Walsh, St. Paul Police spokesman.
"Which would indicate it's the same attacker," Walsh said. "(But) these people aren't talking to us."
No arrests have been made and police have no suspect information.
Both stabbing victims were taken by ambulance to Regions Hospital.
The boy was admitted in critical condition, but police say both are now in stable condition.
While at the hospital questioning witnesses, police learned of a third injury. A female told officers that a 16-year-old boy was hit in the head with a push lawn mower and a brick, but she drove him home after the fight. It is unclear why he wasn't at the hospital. He won't speak to police, Walsh said.
The gang unit was called in to investigate the incident, but Walsh was hesitant to say it was gang related.

This sounds like a LARP gone bad. I'd ask who brought the sickle, but I am more curious about the person wielding the push-lawn mower.

-Brenn

Touch them up and go, uh-oh! Ch-ch-chang chang!

For those of you with the resilience (or unemployment) to libate and be merry on a weeknight, them darned Jacobins will be performing a desperately excellent set this Thursday the 4th at the Hexagon (2600 27th AVE S).

BUT WAIT! For those of you who are more conservative with your imbibe and only get blotto on the weekends (or those of ye with superior meddle who are up for the double-header nights) we'll all be down to see them this Friday the 5th at the Spring Street Tavern/Club Underground (355 Monroe St NE). I am liable to perform karaoke, and I'll buy a drink for the first person to throw their used skivvies at Nate while he is rocking out.

On both evenings performances are expected by eleven.

Or you can stay at home, Sally.

-Brenn