Thanks For Wasting Your Time

The bright red tactical woobie is a nice touch.

Well done, Tard Army.
With a total lack of planning, and a 25% chance, you had a "success".

IOW, you didn't kill yourselves or anybody else (and hey, sincere condolences to the wingnuts and "burn everything" jackhole keyboard commandos who were salivating for just that), or shoot yourselves in both feet.
While they were in your mouth.
If we set the bar that low, this was a "successful" rally.

And if you'd stayed home, how much of that could you have accomplished...?
That would be the same exact "success".
Wizard move there.

I mean, I hate to hurt your pwecious feeeeeewings, but we had guys in boot camp who managed to crank out three whole pull-ups in Week One, all by themselves, and I'm a little hazy, but I'm pretty sure no drill instructors gave them any awards for that.

But at least you didn't get anyone hurt, or rack up a body count, this time.
So there's that.

And so sorry for the Perennially Butthurt, but there was nothing "brave" about doing something this futile, pointless, and stupid. This was a live-action YouTube video of someone doing some jackassical stunt, and not doing the full monty faceplant. That's not brave, it's lucky. And foolish beyond description.

You yakked about how you needed to "face down" TPTB.
And how you had to exercise your First Amendment rights.
But it turns out they were never in any jeopardy, and the minions of TPTB were the souls of discretion and politeness. So if anything, you legitimized them more than yourselves. So now the questions for your organizers will be along the lines of "Why all the hyperbolic rhetoric and rifle-waving when the authorities showed you nothing but full respect and courtesy? Aren't you just a bunch of hysterical nitwits for blowing things all out of proportion?"

And then, you'll be standing there mouths agape, and nothing in your hands but your shortcomings.

Best after-action on the internet on this goatrope, bar none, per commenter riverrider over at Borepatch's blog:

"forgotten tomorrow and the dems will pass their agenda without a blink."

Zipper up, and pull your heads out.

So, what did you actually accomplish?

Did Gov. Blackface Babykiller "come to Jesus" and announce he's seen the light, and will abandon his plans to take your guns?
(The answer to that is "Fuck no!")
So that's a total fail.

Will the VA legislature stop passing gun restrictions in Old Dominion?
"Fuck no!"
Another fail.

Waitwaitwait.
No votes changed?
No.
No bills pulled?
No.
No gun grabbing stopped?
No.

(REALITY) VA Democratic lawmakers— including House Speaker Eileen Filler-Corn and Senate Majority Leader Dick Saslaw — told AP the rally wouldn’t impact their plans to pass gun control measures, including universal background checks and a one-handgun-purchase-a-month limit. Democrats say tightening Virginia’s gun laws will make communities safer and help prevent mass shootings

Well-played, Tards. So you accomplished absolutely nothing that would have advanced your cause, but you did wave your guns (and your dicks) around outdoors on a chilly winter's day on a three day weekend.

How much is that you accomplished?



We could stop there, but we're on a roll.

Did state and federal agencies hoover up license plates, cell phone metadata, pictures, and other metric fuck-tons of intelligence data concerning this rally?
"Oh hell yes!"
Epic Intelligence fail.

Did VCDL squander unknown resources pulling this off at the bare minimum level of "not shooting ourselves in the foot"?
"Oh hell yes!"
Logistics fail.

Did all concerned on the 2A side waste another month they could have been organizing at the local (local!local!) level, for what to do when TPTB actually  come for your guns?
"Oh hell yes!"
Training fail.

How many people will think this was your whole wad, and lose interest after your blazing "success"? Legions, who'll never show up for anything again.
Personnel fail.

How did any of this go according to your detailed plan, as opposed to just happening to work out because this time, you got lucky?
Command and leadership fail.

So, your command and leadership, personnel, intelligence, training, and logistics on the TardEx all got a "F". (These functions may ring a vague bell with some people.)
Take those grades together, and guess what the grade will be the next time you're evaluated by OPFOR, for keeps.

You're (still) a joke. A punchline.
Wait...you thought this was over today?
It hasn't even begun.
And the only club in your golf bag is "Winging it".

So it's another month later now, your war chest is emptier, and the legislative juggernaut is completely unaffected by anyone in VA stomping around outside a vacant governor's mansion and an empty capitol building, on a three-day holiday weekend.

" 'Murica! Fuck yeah!"

So to recap, no tea was thrown into the harbor.
No redcoats were fired upon.
But you want full credit, because this time, once in a row, since ever, no one got shot in the face for holding a snowball fight.

Walk tall.

Imagine the press release if this had been 1944.

(NORMANDY - June 6) Today, a massive armada of 4000 ships and 100,000 men sailed up and down the French coast, taunting the Nazis on shore, dropping their trousers, and slapping their bottoms, without actually landing. Asked how this was helpful to the Allied cause, Gen. Eisenhower said, "This shows the resolve of our side to fearlessly taunt the enemy when he was really not paying attention anyways. And, as a bonus, although we squandered hundreds of tons of fuel oil for our ships, we point out that none of them sunk, ran aground, nor crashed into each other, so we're declaring victory for the day."

Fooking tactical genius level videogame skillz there, boys and girls.
Pin medals on yourselves.

A run right up the middle, for 0 yards gained. 2nd down and 10. Woohoo.
But but but...we didn't fumble and cough up the ball!!!

So hey, thanks for doing nothing, and courting disaster unsuccessfully, while providing hundreds of photo ops for the media to use for the next year or two, giving the fusion centers an extra Christmas load of intel to chew on, while hindering what you're supposedly against not one fucking whit, nor organizing seriously to oppose it exactly 0% over where you were in December. You wasted a month you can't spare on a pointless stunt.

This is how baboons fight: everyone hoots and hollers, and some shit gets flung, but no one actually accomplishes anything.

And the Feebs successfully tagged you for white supremacy and trying to bring machineguns to the rally four days in advance, totally justifying - in the eyes of the media, the opposition, and no small number of uncommitted Normies you're theoretically interested in swaying to your side - the "whackjobs with guns" state of emergency.

A few more pyrhhic "victories" like this, and the war's over, right guys?

Huzzah.

One day, someone on the 2A side may realize this isn't a game, and note that neither time nor resources are infinite, and actually start behaving as if they ought to do something more effective than emulating the lamester hippies of the 1960s, and actually, y'know, accomplish something more constructive than having a gun love-in.

But the overwhelming likelihood at that point, is he'll also realize he's dealing with retards nominally on his side, give up, and just roll over and play dead. Or head for the hills, and live in a bunker.

On a state level, all you could organize was "Hey, everybody, show up on Monday in three weeks and don't step on your dicks or act like jerks." Probably 90% of them managed that. Don't pat yourselves on the back too hard. Millions of people manage that every day, when they show up for movies or go to the mall, with no supervision whatsoever, and no lead time.

To date, your only real forte is at the local/county level.
Focus on building that.
If Gov. Babykiller comes (or, more realistically, sends his minions) to get your guns, they aren't going to give you three weeks' notice beforehand.

Based on this morning, and everything to date, you'll do f**k-all NOTHING, because doing anything on that day is far beyond your barest capabilities.

That penny will drop for you, but probably only when it's too late, and they're already kicking down your front door.

You didn't win anything today, because you were once again playing in the street.
And nothing you want will be won there, least of all by holding clusterf**k circle-jerks.
No matter how many of them you do.