Comic book legend Frank Miller is feeling super cranky about the Occupy Wall Street movement, which is ironic considering some of his best comic work seemed highly critical of big, corrupt government and corporations. His graphic novel, Holy Terror, offended in exactly the way Miller wanted and has been dubbed outright anti-Islamic propaganda — because Miller, as he proved in his recent Occupy Wall Street rant, can't seem to make the distinction between a billion peaceful people and the radical fringe.
He wrote the OWS comments on his blog citing that, "Everybody's been too damn polite about this nonsense," and goes on to call the movement " … a pack of louts, thieves, and rapists, an unruly mob, fed by Woodstock-era nostalgia and putrid false righteousness. These clowns can do nothing but harm America." He even suggests that OWSers should join the military, despite never having served himself. It gets nastier from there and fans didn't take the comments easily.
Is Miller just a parody of himself at this point — the kooky conspiracy nut that hates everyone? Can you eventually look past the drama and still enjoy his graphic novel works and his films?
Check out his full rant below ...
Everybody's been too damn polite about this nonsense:
The "Occupy" movement, whether displaying itself on Wall Street or in the streets of Oakland (which has, with unspeakable cowardice, embraced it) is anything but an exercise of our blessed First Amendment. "Occupy" is nothing but a pack of louts, thieves, and rapists, an unruly mob, fed by Woodstock-era nostalgia and putrid false righteousness. These clowns can do nothing but harm America.
"Occupy" is nothing short of a clumsy, poorly-expressed attempt at anarchy, to the extent that the "movement" – HAH! Some "movement", except if the word "bowel" is attached - is anything more than an ugly fashion statement by a bunch of iPhone, iPad wielding spoiled brats who should stop getting in the way of working people and find jobs for themselves.
This is no popular uprising. This is garbage. And goodness knows they're spewing their garbage – both politically and physically – every which way they can find.
Wake up, pond scum. America is at war against a ruthless enemy.
Maybe, between bouts of self-pity and all the other tasty tidbits of narcissism you've been served up in your sheltered, comfy little worlds, you've heard terms like al-Qaeda and Islamicism.
And this enemy of mine - not of yours, apparently - must be getting a dark chuckle, if not an outright horselaugh - out of your vain, childish, self-destructive spectacle.
In the name of decency, go home to your parents, you losers. Go back to your mommas' basements and play with your Lords Of Warcraft.
Or better yet, enlist for the real thing. Maybe our military could whip some of you into shape.
They might not let you babies keep your iPhones, though. Try to soldier on.