Not the Gormogons, ahem, approve of beating racist jackasses down, but we are amused by this story:

So a punk rocker named Jimmy Gestapo plays a gig at a Jewish-owned club in Philadelphia.

And a few hard-core fans show up in full Nazi regalia.

While a gay party goes on upstairs, featuring a man in a wedding dress.

All is harmonious, enough, until the Nazis leave the club, at which time they’re beaten to a pulp in the street.

Confucius, Œc. Vol.

Don’t ask impertinent questions like that jackass Adept Lu.