Cheers and Jeers is a weekday coping mechanism from the great state of Maine.
A’ Marchin’ We Done Went Again
The first thing they blasted through the sound system from the stage in Monument Square was a reminder to be on the alert for plainclothes government types who might be present to cause trouble by starting trouble—a push, a shove, an inexcusable mispronunciation of “Ayuh”—during our No Kings 3.0 protest in Portland Maine Saturday. We needn’t have worried. Days before the event I started a rumor throughout the plainclothes government type community that if we discovered any in their ranks lurking about, we’d smother them with kisses and give them a lifetime case of “libtard cooties,” for which there is, thanks to RFK Jr. canceling the research, no vaccine.
To recap the reason for being out in the streets on a Saturday afternoon: the American people, finding Democrats too competent and pro-Constitution for their liking, decided to turn the US of A back over to the guy already deemed by history as the dumbest, cruelest, dementia’est, least-prepared but most power-mad Constitution shredder in history. A...king, if you will. So back to the streets we went.
As with every city, town and hamlet in America, turnout was record-breaking for our third collective primal scream in defense of democracy. Here at home it was a beautiful but unseasonably-cold day. But the 20-degree wind chill interfered not a bit with our ability to make our joyful angry voices heard.
This morning C&J jettisons our usual format to bring you scenes from our Bill in Portland Maine Appreciation Day No Kings 3 event. These images were secretly downloaded onto microfilm and smuggled out at great personal risk via our network of I.C.E.-evading squirrels and freedom-riding capuchin monkeys on horseback. Feel free to drop your own pics and thoughts in the comments.
To everyone who turned out from sea to shining, angry sea—yes, including the Gulf of MEXICO—thank you for showing up. We may not have solved our country’s problems with our marches and rallies, but we sure let our country know that the joint is teeming with righteously-angry problem solvers.
And any politician, business, university, or religious institution that hasn’t resolved to stiffen their spines and boost their efforts to save democracy after surveying the tidal wave of patriotism that swept over the nation Saturday? You’re officially part of our little—and, I assure you, temporary—fascism problem. We won’t forget.
This was the scene at Monument Square—in the shadow of our Civil War Monument (“To Her Sons Who Died For the Union”)—during the speeches and tunes of the main rally...
Wall-to-wall patriots.
There were signs a’ plenty...
I believe this artwork is now headed to the Louvre.
Trump’s Achilles heel was joyfully exploited...
The dogs showed up with a beef: the soaring cost of beef and beef byproducts...
Aww...they got his color just right.
I’m awarding the Grand Prize for Best Sign/Prop to this good trouble maker:
The sign above the boot says “Lick Me Harder.”
After the rally in Monument Square, we took to the streets...
Clever sign in the upper right: “No King Any Time.”
Sign in the window of our legendary independent bookseller Longfellow Books that was seen in others, too:
In conclusion...
And one final shot from in front of a men’s hair salon, totally unrelated, but it’s my diary and I’ll post what I want...
Afterward I went home and took a nap. But I assure you it was a rebellious commie protest nap.
Thank you for your attention to this matter.
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