There is a video that has been circulating around Facebook featuring me in a “dialogue” with several pro-abortion protestors from the socialist club at UMASS-Amherst. I’m glad the video is making the rounds. I generally like to use socialists to make my arguments look better by contrast. I’m also glad the students each helped illustrate a more specific point I’ve been making about socialists for years. These points follow in no particular order of importance:
1. Socialism and humor are incompatible. There’s nothing very funny about murdering 100 million people in 72 years. That is the true legacy of communism’s glory days. The gentleman in the black shirt who approached me at the beginning of this video provides a representative example of the demeanor of most socialists. His first question to me is “Do you have anything witty to say?” He turns to the camera later and asks “Do you guys actually think he’s like a funny person like humorous?” After the speech, he quoted a joke off my website and asked whether I thought it was funny. Here’s my response to the gentleman in the black shirt:
“Yes, I think I’m like a funny person like humorous.”
2. Socialists are dumb. The socialist woman in the glasses is a particularly useful idiot. During our brief confrontation she informed me that sperm is alive. She claimed that if I thought abortion was murder then I was also bound to believe that ejaculation and menstruation constitute murder. She was eventually hauled out of the auditorium by the police after screaming inaudibly while I was trying to speak. I think she was angry because of my response after she said they (the socialists) were going to overthrow us (the ruling class). I simply said, “I’ve got guns, you can’t overthrow me.”
Apparently, she was too dumb to understand why the police were able to haul her out of the auditorium: They had guns and she didn’t.
And, speaking of arrests …
3. Socialists are stuck in an arrested state of emotional development. Please take the time to check out the blonde with the scarf over her face. She kept saying, “It’s my body, my choice.” When I asked her why she was so angry, she said it was “her choice” to be angry. Just for fun, substitute the word “toy” for “choice” and you’ll see what I’m talking about.