Have enough ICE put in your morning coffee? It’s Sad But True, as far as the multitude of broken promises we’ve seen. But Hudson protests every Monday evening have had a ground-swell much like Metallica-like thunderstorms, even in this winter season of abyss and cold weather. Will you too, Ride The Lightning against the War Pigs, on the day following The Sabbath?

Here’s more ICE water for your veins … As the protestors are getting more and more likely to take an icicle and use it to stab in the chest of a bulletproof vest. (Such a dagger would look like those on the cover of Metallica’s “Ride The Lightning” album. Ironically, a protester who is another area writer, expressed surprise that such a metal band could produce a song bringing-to-light broken promises like “Sad But True.” She thought only of the anti-violence song “War Pigs” by Black Sabbath.)

And then in turn, those icicles-in-the-chest protesters could rock on and get shot by ICE several times, in just their chest, not including the rest of them, we conclude in analyzing the protest’s reactions.

The start-the-week protests of well more than a month, have swelled to about 100 people in a small area just north of the Hudson downtown, on both sides of the street, and even have seen signs held that literally, Sad But True, have told Trump and ICE to “f*** off,” sometimes more than once or twice on the same placard. See if we’ll get to an even dozen this coming Monday. And regarding those few drivers who waved at them the middle finger — honking in support was much more likely —  it was just a couple of teenage boys, based on the response into which protesters were goaded, Sad But True. Didn’t their redneck parents ever teach them any manners?

Police cars have trolled by, on these Mondays, lingering at the “red” stoplight at Vine and Second streets while heading east. This includes one squad going horizontal, from the North Hudson department, well out of jurisdiction, (although it should be noted that for good or bad, as a manner of course, the various agencies help out one another.) 

One officer turned on the flashing lights one block away into the downtown and turned the corner. When walking down, it could be seen that there was no arrest being made, just holding something in his hand. Could it be that he stopped in such a way for coffee? Still, many protesters said it was good to have police monitoring, for public safety reasons.

And who cares about how you sleep at night, if you’re a typical Trump yes-man employee. Or in an unusually high number of cases, a woman. Department head for a day, Sad But True. Sell your soul to the devil. If a succubus.

So the bad joke, Sad But True, goes like this: “An ICE victim was where right before the shooting, a donut shop? I thought that’s where cops linger.” Except that it’s not funny. OK, at least the victim here — and it’s not the poor ICE officer(s) — was seen across the street from the donut shop, directing traffic, ironically, and recording with his camera phone, not trying to get inside like the officers.

Come on right wingers, he did not bring a gun to much of a “protest,” just a nominally normal street scene, Sad But True, the breadth of which seems to have developed only after ICE agents roughed people up. He might as well have been having a bagel also, and not fussing about bad service by brandishing anything. He ends up staring down the barrel of a gun, not ordering coffee. And not his own gun, as it was taken from him well BEFORE he was shot.

Back in Hudson, a local business woman told the group of protesters, all 100, they could use her building to warm up on the latest below-zero Monday. Another firm has long ago removed their pro-Trump signs — apparently in embarrassment — that were so prominent they might as well have been starred, and were staring you right in the face, Sad But True. They were huge, occupying most of the space in windows and positioned only a few feet from people passing by on the sidewalk.

The mayor had to ask several times at the recent City Council meeting for the overflow audience to hold their applause — not over ICE, which was a hotter topic than the usual taxes and street assessments, Sad But True. It was decidedly about putting ICE on ice.

One speaker asked for two specific things of the council: To have the Hudson police “monitor” the area ICE activity, and to reassure that a detention center for them was not set up in or around the city, in her way of voicing a concern that’s been brought up in other communities, according to the Hudson Star-Observer, which has been very adamant in monitoring ICE themselves in their reporting. It’s the second straight week the lead story has been anti-ICE.

Which brings a question: Is it ever pertinent to impeach a president for sheer incompetence? Oh wait, he already has a felony rap sheet, so there, Sad But True …

And why so many negative headlines, you ask? It’s per your job performance review.

So, lethargy is now a crime punishable by death, it seems, if the person is from the opposing political party, Sad But True. It used to be, that idea that hell’s getting everything of that one thing you wanted but only that thing, where now they pronounc a sentence of doing absolutely nothing all day and night.

And nary a drop of water to drink, like The Rime of the Ancient Mariner. Unless it’s ice water poured roughshod by the gallon down your upturned throat. Until you bloat.

It’s been said that water will be the reason for fighting WWIII, Sad But True. (Or wait, haven’t we had that one already? So in counting world wars, we now have to fully invoke Roman numerals.) Some countries clamoring in the expansion way want to get more access to water, and some have too much land. Greenland, for example, has probably one soldier per square mile to defend itself.

Now for many a mile, there are ICE pellets in a new form under the right wing, such as being pepper sprayed. They all add up to forming the recent snowfall in Nashville, which is doubly ironic.

The bottom line of ICE removals: Are you willing to pay a couple of bucks more each time you order nachos? If so, will you pay for mine, too? The cheap hires have mostly been deported, Sad But True. As local service businesses more and more often have been putting up “help wanted” signs on their doors.

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