G8's gonna meet in Heiligendamm, which is some remote East German luxury resort. German law enforcement sure learned their lessons and went out to bust some anarchist balls beforehand. Book sales and search engine terms were some of the criteria that could earn you the visit of a friendly neighborhood SWAT team. Secret police also collected smell samples from potential protesters with a potential for violent behaviour in potentially large crowds. Sounds like they hired the consultancy of madman Giuliani and his goons.
They sure could use some public debate consulting though. Currently watching one of the primetime talk-shows, which on German TV mostly means some young bright woman wrangling a stage full of senior citizens with speech impediments. This round's a great one. There's aging punk rocker Campino who spouts dumbed down leftist clichees, duking it out with Bavarian interior minister Beckstein whose verbal skills are just a tad above silverback grunting. There's also some cop and some activist, but my favorite is Heiner Geissler, former general secretary of the conservative party CDU who went all Ramsey Clark on us and recently joined anti-globalist franchise attac. He practices the same kind of robotic reciting of leftwing platform lingo, as Mr. Clark does. Well, at least he's not as grammar challenged as the other guests.
Right on! Now Campino just called the G8 a Kasperlethater (a Punch and Judy show). Followed by another rambling by Beckstein for whom German grammar seems to be as puzzling as a Rubik's Cube. Oh all that anger bottled up by the inability to construct clear thoughts and sentences. If we're really lucky we'll get to see some cardiac arrest on live TV any minute now. It's neck on neck coked up punker against boozed out Bavaro-minister. Outta sight.
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