Brit loony leftist encounters thugs; humor follows--but no learning
Here's his latest experience:
A group of us had occupied a piece of land on St George’s Hill in Surrey, in the hope of establishing a “common treasury for all.” Our aim had been to rekindle interest in land reform. It had been going well – we had placated the police, started to generate plenty of public interest – when two young lads with bull terriers arrived in an old van. Everyone was welcome at the site and, as they were travellers, one of the groups marginalised by the concentration of control and ownership of land in Britain, we went out of our way to accommodate them. They must have thought they had died and gone to heaven.They saw this and exploited it ruthlessly.
Almost as soon as they arrived they began twocking stuff. A radio journalist left his equipment in his hired car. They smashed the side window. Someone saw them bundling the [stolen loot] into their lorry. There was a confrontation – They wound their dogs up, making them snap and snarl at the other occupiers. At night they roamed the camp, [dogs] straining at the leash, cans of Special Brew in their free hands, shouting “fucking hippies, we’re going to burn you in your tents!”
We had no idea how to handle them without offending our agonised liberal consciences. They saw this and exploited it ruthlessly.
Whoa, who could possibly have guessed that result?
What's funny is how Monbiot sounds so surprised that his good intentions didn't prevail over the baser goals of thugs. But that won't stop him from trying his damndest to see that government takes away your guns, then your knives and swords, then clubs--everything that you could possibly use to defend you and your loved ones from the thuggery he's just experienced.
Moonbats never learn. But that doesn't stop 'em from passing laws telling you how to live.