With signature modesty, the ‘protestors’ assert some imagined territorial and proprietary claim to a shared space that these self-indulgent shit stains are merely passing through, while deliberately frustrating anyone else’s attempt to use the space for its intended purpose. They disregard normal boundaries and behave obnoxiously, selfishly, because it makes them feel important, and powerful.

And yet they imagine themselves as righteous and heroic.

Flooding an already flooded market? Check.
Lessening the value of degrees that are already in circulation? Check.
Not discerning between good degrees like STEM vs. worthless degrees like the liberal arts? Check.
Being another leftist who is utterly clueless about basic economics? Check.
I present to you Governor Gina Raimondo.

Or your Monday morning commute.
Girls getting multiple hotel rooms.
The School of Not Getting Shot by Cops.
Black barber shops.
Not Irish, but sadly a Socialist Scandinavian
and more in Episode #182 of my humble Yankee podcast.
Direct MP3 link here.

Some links and oddments lifted from the comments at my place, including a very strong contender for the title Leftist Wife From Hell, and an equally lovely lady who chants “Love trumps hate,” seconds before setting a woman’s hair on fire.

It isn’t like Conservatives didn’t try and warn Canadians.

Maybe we’re just seeing what happens when a politician who has never suffered for letting his freak fly tries to govern in like manner. (That doesn’t explain why he’s not getting better advice.) But to me it confirms a vibe I’ve always gotten from Trudeau and the people in his orbit: they almost religiously believe the various off-the-shelf Liberal Canadian pieties they evince, even if they don’t espouse them out loud.