The so-called “QAnon Shaman,” Jacob Chansley, who with his spear, horns and face paint quickly became the most recognizable participant in the Jan. 6 Capitol attack, has pleaded guilty to obstructing an official proceeding, a felony.
I suppose his sentence will be something and he certainly won’t be parading around at the next insurrection, but I’m sure it won’t be enough to deter future insurrectionists, especially those that will be very determined and certain to be more successful than the first group was. Looks like the estimate will be somewhere between 3 and 4 years in the slammer.
I’m confused. Madison Cawthorn says these people are political prisoners. If true, how can many of them be pleading guilty to crimes? Bwahahaha!
Betcha he won’t get organic food in PRISON.
“Q Shaman Jacob Chansley Pleads Guilty In Jan. 6 Attack, Could Face Months Behind Bars.”
Aaron Mostofsky: ”At last – MY BIG BREAK!!!”
Curious: Does anyone know where he got the “police” vest?
EDIT: Did a search and it appears he stole it during the kerfluffle. Man, it must suck to be him.
“Mr. Chansley, a long avowed and practicing Shaman, has repudiated the ‘Q’ previously assigned to him and requests future references to him be devoid of use of the letter ‘Q’,” Watkins said in a press release ahead of the plea hearing — referring to himself in the same release as “the acclaimed St. Louis attorney known for his outspoken candor.”
So when is the attorney arrested for disrupting an official court proceeding?
Because of the uniquely American thing of making the consequences of actually demanding your right to trial by a jury subject you to much harsher penalties than agreeing to a plea bargain with a prosecutor, whether or not you are in fact guilty.
i/o/w…“Perp rolls”
Hopefully no organic food for him in prison.
Things are so chaotic these days that the colliding trains do not do them justice… 
And I imagine they’ll confiscate his horns. Look for them on eBay. The bidding will be vigorous.
In an interview with TPM in May, Watkins — who pursued media spectacle as part of his client’s defense — also cited Chansley’s mental state.
“A lot of these defendants — and I’m going to use this colloquial term, perhaps disrespectfully — but they’re all fucking short-bus people,” he said. “These are people with brain damage, they’re fucking retarded, they’re on the goddamn spectrum.”
“But they’re our brothers, our sisters, our neighbors, our coworkers — they’re part of our country. These aren’t bad people, they don’t have prior criminal history. Fuck, they were subjected to four-plus years of goddamn propaganda the likes of which the world has not seen since fucking Hitler.”
“But they’re our brothers, our sisters, our neighbors, our coworkers — they’re part of our country.”
Interesting. I wonder if he feels the same way about Benjamin Eugene Dagley.
BTW: just curious why this particular piece of clickbait didn’t include the perp’s skin color.
Hey, he’s gotta pay for his legal defense somehow.
T**** isn’t gonna step up, for sure.
Ya know, it’s like the Stalinist show trials. Everyone describes their crime and pleads guilty.
Wouldya expect anything less from this socialist Democrat regime?
The evening arrived; the boys took their places. The master, in his cook’s uniform, stationed himself at the copper; his pauper assistants ranged themselves behind him; the gruel was served out; and a long grace was said over the short commons. The gruel disappeared; the boys whispered each other, and winked at Oliver:
‘Please, sir, I want some more.’
The master was a fat, healthy man; but he turned very pale. He gazed in stupified astonishment on the small rebel for some seconds, and then clung for support to the copper. The assistants were paralysed with wonder; the boys with fear.
‘What!’ said the master at length, in a faint voice.
‘Please, sir,’ replied Oliver, ‘I want some more.’
The master aimed a blow at Oliver’s head with the ladle; pinioned him in his arm; and shrieked aloud for the beadle.
The board were sitting in solemn conclave, when Mr Bumble rushed into the room in great excitement, and addressing the gentleman in the high chair, said,
‘Mr Limbkins, I beg your pardon, sir! Oliver Twist has asked for more!’
There was a general start. Horror was depicted on every countenance.
‘For MORE!’ said Mr Limbkins. ‘Compose yourself, Bumble, and answer me distinctly. Do I understand that he asked for more, after he had eaten the supper allotted by the dietary?’
‘He did, sir,’ replied Bumble.
‘That boy will be hung,’ said the gentleman in the white waistcoat. ‘I know that boy will be hung.’
Well, I’m sure most of it will be based on carbon, anyway.
The goddamned propaganda part is spot on…This isn’t the “watching the news” that my Dad and I did in the 60s and 70s.
When George Meany said to Walter Cronkite that he spoke with the “President of the United States” (Meany usually intoned the entire title), there were not talking points except action and policy (which require far more than what FOX does).
24/7/365 for 25-30 years is some propaganda that Goebbels never achieved.
