As both of my regular readers well know, I live in the Washington, D.C. area, which means I deal with seeing crazy people everywhere, but that’s Congress for you. Being an area resident also means that because you live where politics and stuff happen, everyone with a strong opinion and lack of a job comes to your city and believes you care more about their cause than anyone else in the country.
They are always wrong. It is hard to express to people with literature about Bush or Obama being a Nazi that I really don’t care about what they think, and that I am happy to cancel out their vote. Then there are the rallies, oh, the rallies. It’s been a bad year for those. There was the annual “We Hate The War on Terrorism” rally, then there was the “We Hate Everything Congress is Doing Right Now” rally, followed by the “Glenn Beck Told Us to Show Up Here” rally. All of which I made sure I was out of town during.
Then came a rally that may actually have been one for the ages: The Rally to Restore Sanity and/or Fear. Continue reading The McBournie Minute: We’re not gonna protest