Ten Years Gone

I am as naive as any right-wing conservative you care to name.

For instance, on December 14, 2012, as the news about the Sandy Hook, N.J. elementary school shooting broke, beyond my revulsion and sorrow was the thought that maybe, just maybe this might be the mass murder that would propel the United States to enact profound changes within the Second Amendment.

Yep, I was the doctor who confused pancreatic cancer with indigestion.

Meanwhile, unflushed conspiracy-theorist-slash-radio-host Alex Jones ranted and raved about the shooting, claiming it was an event staged by the U.S. government that would one day enable the government to confiscate America's firearms.

(Dear Trump-tard, Be honest. Isn't everything that happens in the world ultimately a plot to confiscate American's guns?)

So. If burying your eight-year-old daughter wasn't traumatic enough, imagine some mentally-ill conspiracy theorist trumpeting this idea and inciting the mental-defectives which constitute his audience to actively and deliberately harass the parental victims of this shooting.

Which of course they did.

In La Piazza Gancio land, Jones would have been placed in an industrial-strength meat grinder with his remains scattered for the benefit of any diseased rodent that cared for them.

Sadly, it seems that turds also enjoy the benefits of the Constitution. Which is another way of saying that, yes, Alex Jones had rights.

Thankfully, so did the survivors. They sued Jones for his toxic re-interpretation of the shooting and in late-November, won. While I've no qualms with the damages awarded the families, I do regret the lack of oversight which might have been able to freeze Jones' assets.

Thusly, he is moving as a much more slender man, hiding and transferring whatever he can lay his fat little hands on to prevent it from being part of the damages. He even declared bankruptcy, just like his buddy Donald.

Yes, imitation is truly the sincerest form of flattery.

I don't know how successful his attempts will be. But for a domestic terrorist who employs a lawyer who declared the verdict as a “very, very, very dark day for freedom of speech”, just about any annoyance or inconvenience we can heap on Jones is appropriate. (Meat grinder included.)

Before I close, let me correct Jones' lawyer, Norm Pattis:

Mr. Pattis, I believe the very, very, very dark day for freedom of speech you refer to was the day your client opened his mouth about Sandy Hook. 

Wikipedia lists Jones as having four children. In a better world, he would soon know the pain those Sandy Hook parents already know.