With all the exulting this country is doing about how Tea Partiers are going to take this country back to the more virtuous times of the Middle Ages, let us not forget to spare some concern for Robin of Berkeley, whom her fellow citizens are trying to mow down. Here’s what happened. Or at least, here’s what Robin says she perceives as having happened.
Someone tried to mow me down the other day. This is what happened: I was driving home from work when suddenly, for no reason, the driver of an oncoming car decided to play with my mind.
Having found the ball-in-a-cup he’d been playing with previously too complicated.
He entered my lane, threatening me with a head-on collusion. Then, at the last possible moment, he pulled away, narrowly averting disaster.
I have no idea why the driver did this. Maybe he didn’t like my driving. Perhaps he was mad at the world. Perhaps he was obeying the little voices in his head.
Perhaps he was one of Robin’s clients, and had never gotten the help he needed.
Out here, anything is possible.
Yeah, in Berkeley random strangers try to kill you on a regular basis, when they aren’t smashing bugs, terrorizing you with their lower-class vibes, and/or menacing your house plants.
Oh, did I mention that he was driving a Prius?
Wow, that explains everything! If he was driving an energy-efficient car, he must have been a LIBERAL, and as we know, they are all prone to random acts of homicide. Case closed!
I’d like to say that this was the first time anyone has messed with me, car-wise, using his vehicle as a weapon. But, believe it or not, another car did the very same thing to me about a year ago on the same block.
Robin, did you notice if it was the same driver? Could it have been, say, your husband behind the wheel?
I’ve started taking another route home, though this is no guarantee that it won’t happen again.
No, it isn’t. I think it’s time for you to learn from Jen Shroder and the prophecy of the scorpion, which is interpreted to mean, “Stay the heck off the roads until you are sane enough to drive.”
A few months ago, in fact, as I was walking along I was almost mangled by a bicycle. The guy was racing his bike faster than the speed of light. He flew around the corner, making no attempt to stop, or even to slow down. Had I not seen him, I would have been flattened like a pancake.
So, to recap, three times in the past year Robin has had scary near-accidents involving moving vehicles. The lesson is clear: the Transformers are here, and out to kill Robin the evil liberals have taken over the country and are out to kill everyone.
And the danger out here is not restricted to moving vehicles. A while back, my husband and I were walking around downtown Berkeley with another couple. Suddenly, a deranged person picked up a bottle and threw it at me.
Fortunately, it hit the sidewalk a few inches away, and shattered into a million pieces. By the look of blind fury in the maniac’s eyes, he clearly wished it were me who had shattered instead.
Again, I have to ask if this was one of Robin’s clients, and if not, if he and the bug-smashing deranged person are colleagues.
Okay, that was the set up. Now, for the point of the story.
Now I don’t have to tell you that a lot of progressives are crazy–with the Left in charge, you probably figured this out a while back. You may be wondering what rock they crawled out from under. Are they on drugs — or off their medications? Well, folks–can you imagine walking, working, and driving among them every single day?
Pity poor Robin, somehow forced against her will to live in Berkeley, where everyone except Robin is CRAZY!
Berkeley is, in my view, a city under siege. It has been since the 1960s, when the Black Panthers established a reign of terror over law-abiding citizens. Somehow, that behavior became normalized, as though unbalanced people were simply part of the colorful passing show.
So, it’s all the Black Panthers’ fault that none of Robin’s disturbed clients ever get better.
With the progressives in charge, we see the same phenomenon nationwide: unacceptable behavior regarded as acceptable. Liberals don’t blink an eye when conservative women are called vile words meant to terrorize and degrade.
Personally, I refuse to live in a world where Sarah Palins can be terrorized and degraded with words like “unqualified” and “quitter.”
And other psychopathic behavior from the Left, such as biting off an opponent’s finger, doesn’t warrant even a blip on the evening news.
Did Harry Reid bite off Sharron Angle’s finger again, and the MSM refused to cover it? (Seriously, what is she talking about?)
Anyway, that is how the piece ends: with a bitten off finger. The whole story reminds me of a Berkeley production of “Suddenly, Last Summer.”
Oh, but if you go to the top of the page, you learn a bit more:
Robin is a recovering liberal, and a licensed psychotherapist in Berkeley, California. She has written about 70 articles for American Thinker, and has also penned material for Front Page Magazine, NewsReal, and Bookworm Room. Robin has been interviewed in a number of talk-radio venues, including those of Michael Savage and Rusty Humphries.
The above information is intended for entertainment and educational purposes, rather than to offer any kind of definitive diagnoses.
While I am entertained by Robin, I also feel that her work offers a definitive diagnosis: looney tunes.