Free Talk Live Raided Again

This past Tuesday new mover Bonnie got fully initiated into the community with her first FBI raid. It was 6 am, and her roommate was yelling “get down stairs” and the whole house was loud. She grabs a robe and Coconut, her dog. She does not have time to grab her glasses. A rifle held by an FBI agent was pointing into the now broken window as Coconut, not accustomed to this type of chaos, runs out the broken down door. Bonnie is instructed NOT to take time to put her robe on before coming down stairs. They are ordered outside by the FBI agent. Bonnie is naked, as instructed by the FBI agent, and tries to put her robe on. The agent insists she comes out now and naked, until Ian objects “she’s naked; what are we going to do about this?” She is then graced with the highest kindness the Federal Government can provide- permission to put on a towel type robe before walking into the New Hampshire cold. Records show it would have been just under 20 degrees at the time. Ian had a robe and slippers on.

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Christopher Cantwell’s Conviction: Caselaw Applies to Everyone, Not Just People You Hate

Hi Special Agent Shayne, or more accurately, hi Shayne’s handler. I expect that Shayne will have to take one of those HR classes on how to not friend request the target or the target’s friends under your real name. To the rest of you who have not ascended from the depths of the Federal Government: I typically avoid reporting on my friends. Because either I’m talking to the internet about them “behind their backs” or I’m getting a story together with the topic of the story, and that’s just bad journalism regardless of how much the corporate media does it. Then it occurred to me that I’m not a journalist; I’m a reporter and a commentator. And generally I don’t know why anyone would care what I think about my friend’s case, but in this case I’ll tell you why you should care. (more…)