Crack Down on Pussy Riot

Um … what the hell’s a Pussy Riot?

Is it the first week back to university, after a long and lonely summer vacation? A smokin’ troupe of naked comediennes? Or a drunken titty-bar brawl?

Witness my mind at work.

Well, Pussy Riot’s been all over the news. It turns out they’re an activist, all girl punk band from Russia, that has run afoul of one President Vladimir Putin. Apparently, the girls were under the impression there’s free speech in Russia.

Sure there is, as long as you don’t piss off the wrong people. And if you do, you still have your free speech—it’s just that you quickly find yourself exercising it from the Gulag.

Isn’t that the same old shit world-over? It’s even the same old shit here, in my favorite constitutional republic, the good ole U.S. of A. (although hopefully to a lesser extent).

Anyhow, it appears that Pussy Riot’s exercised their free speech one too many times for the authorities. And who knew they would crack down? They always seemed like such nice guys.

The verdict here is a two-year prison sentence handed down to three of the group’s members, for … hooliganism. Let’s see here: murder, rape, theft, hooliganism. Must be hooliganism sounds like a more serious crime in Russian.

Still, it’s not like Pussy Riot didn’t know they were pushing it—and I doubt they’re surprised they ended up behind bars. They probably got what they wanted, seeing as their story has become world news.

And you don’t achieve that these days unless you’re a booty-flashing singer, a penis picture texting politician, or a big dicktator with a little nuke.

Unless you’re a girl punk group, and you call yourself Pussy Riot.

The naughty news men and ladies just love getting to say that.

- Harlowe Pilgrim

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