Turns out the diversity crowd has a weak hand, and now the strength of the resistance is known:

Violence erupted in the streets of Berlin today as thousands of anti-immigration protesters clashed with police and counter-demonstrators. Pro-migration activists took to the streets of the German capital to shout down the yells of the anti-migrant demonstrators protesting against Chancellor Angela Merkel’s open-door refugee policy. Furious Germans condemned Ms Merkel, waving German flags and chanting ‘Merkel must go’ and ‘Traitor to the people’. Around 5,000 people turned out for the anti-migration march, organised by the eurosceptic, populist-nationalist Alternative for Germany (AfD) party under the banner ‘Asylum has its limits – red card for Merkel’. ‘We are demonstrating against the asylum chaos caused by Angela Merkel,’ AfD member and European Parliament deputy Beatrix von Storch said at the rally. Five counter-protests in support of migrants saw a turn-out of around 800 people, despite organisers’ hopes that several thousand would attend. Activists protesting the anti-immigration protest found themselves targeted by police wielding pepper spray, as they attempted to break up the simultaneous demonstrations. More than 40 people were arrested and one officer was lightly wounded after the violence broke out.

Now the fog is clearing, as people take sides. Leftists are bullies. They are about the easy win. If they can show up by the thousands, to intimidate or even attack a couple of conservatives, that is great fun. When they show up to find themselves greatly outnumbered, and the police give them a beat down to boot, that is not fun and they won’t be doing that all too often.

It reminds me of a situation I had with a neighbor and her dog. I had a big aggressive dog. It was about 110 lbs, and could really do damage if it wanted to, though it had the sweetest personality, and I kept it well trained. My neighbor had a silly little yippy dog, about ten pounds, and I was constantly looking out the window to see it dumping in my yard.

The first time I walked my dog while her’s was outside, I almost ran into her yard. I heard the most God-awful terrified screams, as if her dog was being ripped apart. As I got to the property line, I could see her dog desperately scratching at her back door and screaming in terror. He had seen my guy, and was completely terrified.

I took my dog back inside, and the screams stopped. Little did I know her little idiot had watched us walk off, and concluded he had scared us off. Over the next few months, I watched as her dog first stood by the door and barked at us in my yard, and then stepped just off the back deck to bark, then went out a bit into the lawn, while barking ever more aggressively. Each time, my dog looked at him, did his business, and then we went back inside. Each time her dog concluded we were cowards, and he was in charge. That is a rabbit amygdala not exposed to reality by resource excess.

Finally as I walked inside one day I could hear her dog actually scurrying beneath some bushes on my side of the property line, as he growled and “chased” us inside. I made a note I’d have to say something to the neighbor, but forgot about it.

The next time my dog and I went out, the little fucker was behind a bush on my property, so neither my dog nor I saw him until we were right on top of him. When I saw him, he was in full romping charge at my guy, as if about to attack, but in a funny way. You could almost see he was joyous at the thought of intimidating us back inside. This was fun.

This time, we were fully on my property, and my guy was having none of it. My guy went into instant attack mode, and charged right at him, and I panicked, thinking I could never separate them in time to save the little guy.

I yelled, but it turned out I didn’t have to. When the two met, the little neighbor dog froze like a statue in utter terror, and my guy simply maneuvered to his side, and stood over him, looking down. I can still see my dog’s expression of cautious delight, looking down at this little frozen dog statue, and then up at me wide eye’d, as if I had just given him the most awesome chew toy. I slowly moved toward them as my guy pressed his nose into different places on the little guy’s body, and nudged him all over, seeing if he could make him move. The little neighbor dog might as well have been made of stone. I finally got my guy by the collar and walked him inside. Fifty feet away, I looked back over my shoulder and the little guy hadn’t moved a muscle.

He never came near my yard again.

That is what will happen with the leftists in Germany. All it would take is a demonstration – not of what will happen, but what could. What they will get will be much more. What they will get ultimately will be apocalypse.