A Blunt Point

The infantilization of — and by — the left continues.

The consistent bulwarks of the constitutional guarantees of free stuff and to not be offended have appropriated a symbol first adopted by those in solidarity with migrants following the UK’s withdrawal from the European Union.

Apparently the wearing of safety pins has become the new “hands up, don’t shoot” clarion call among the compassionate enablers sympathizers of those who fear that their whines voices will not be heard, because a man has been elected president who has promised to throw all women, immigrants, people of color, and LGBTQIQA identifiers into non-EPA compliant furnaces.

Like the “hands up, don’t shoot” myth that has become canon to those who need an excuse to go on looting sprees, the premise is that there is a need for solidarity among the disenfranchised — who have nothing but the support of the Democratic party, the advocacy of the mainstream media, and money from sweet old billionaire poop stirrer philanthropist George Soros — and that a unifying symbol is required to raise awareness for such oppressed souls who need protection against the inevitable onslaught of hateful threats and incidents of violence and intolerance exemplified by the riots that have taken place since Donald Trump’s unfair victory.

Wait…what? Who’s doing the rioting? But…but… How about that guy who pulled a knife on the woman wearing a… Or that big KKK rally… Hoaxes?

Whatever. If they keep enough people up, eventually some sleep-deprived card-carrying NRA member is bound to snap, and then there’ll be a headline that can be milked and used to paint the opposition until the next election.

Until then, they can campaign for billions to be spent on a wall to surround a national hate-free safe zone — perhaps one built with a higher level of security than the homebrew bathroom server that allowed their champion to circulate classified government documents like they were Neiman Marcus cookie recipes.