Reply #170: I'm in Las Vegas, a blue town. I was a bit surprised to see a couple of groups of these idiots

[ForrestGump]

along my route to work (nowhere near the Strip but out along Sunset Road, the road that runs along the south side of the airport...one group was outside the main post office there, not surprising because it was tax day and that place is busy then).

I worked today doing the Elvis-impersonator thing at a place on the Strip, so I left the house all gussied up in Elvis attire and already decided that if, in the course of my workday,I ran into any of these teabagging morons I'd read of I wouldn't tolerate their presence. As it turned out, I sang most of the time today and didn't take many pictures with tourists, though I would have refused to take a photo with a teabag-bedecked idiot just as I would with anyone else exhibiting offensive clothing or demeanor. I couldn't miss them when I was driving to work, though (not in the plunging-my-car-into-the-crowd sense....slime though they may be, that's possibly just a tad beyond the pale).

I saw two groups of right-wing (and assorted clueless) morons on the way to work and, several hours later, on the way back. I had early warning of their presence and diminished mental capacity when I saw all the US flags waving, that very attractive national symbol having lately been monopolized by jingoistic meatheads whose views and willingness to adopt the ready-made views of media bigots stand in direct opposition to the society that the flag was supposed to represent. Sure enough, the signs that I saw made prolific use of the word 'socialist,' no matter that a great majority of those assembled undoubtedly have no idea what socialism is and the vast majority are dumb enough to believe that corporatist Obama is a socialist. Other signs proclaimed ironic bits of moronity like "Give the country back to the people," "NObama," and so on, as well as similarly point-free blather about taxes, but the 'socialist' theme prevailed. I'm still not entirely clear on what they're protesting -- I'm sure the same is true of many of the people with placards -- but I wouldn't surprised if, for some, it was that the President is black. I'm not up on such things, so it's entirely conceivable that I missed the memo stating that 'socialist' is the new 'negro.'

Anyway, because they're enemies of the entire planet, no matter how clueless many may actually be about what they think they believe, I had no choice but to raise my hand to the car's window and preset them with a single-digit counterargument, protected by the same Amendment that allows them to publicly reveal how dense (or hateful) they are. This was the extent of my opposition to these clowns, paling in comparison to the adventuires some DUers seem to have had, but, hey, I was in a hurry to get to work, a hurry to get back and get the suit off, I was wearing a nice clean outfit not to be sullied by contact with overtly right-wing trash, and it's not like I had any desire to walk among them and risk any of them touching me or risk inhaling any of the filth they were spewing. So a drive-by birding would have to do.

I drove the entire length of both gatherings with said salute extended, and did the same on the way back (when they seem to have added a bunch of Gadsden "don't tread on me" flags, shamefully at odds with the culture that produced the original but at least featuring an appropriate color field for right-wing chickenhawks). I held the ocular attention of one pig, who was wielding a sign that stated "don't spread the wealth spread the work ethic" (no commas in the original, sorry), for an especially application of the single-digit salute that locked my eyes on his in such a manner that I could feel his fear. Yeah, baby -- don't fuck with the King, fool. This -- being given the finger by Elvis -- was probably a new experience for these shitheads; being open to new experiences is good, inherently, so I like to think that I helped these unfortunate wastes of protoplasm elevate their thinking and perhaps even begin to evolve.

I didn't spare the children -- too hard to turn the digital counterprotest on and off as I drove past them, anyway -- but I figured that was for the best because perhaps they'll start to wonder why the Elvis dude seemed so upset about mommy and daddy, and will go on to do a bit of research and subsequently learn that right-wing wackjobs are fundamentally despicable and scorned by civilized society the world over. Besides, with all of the spurious slogans that involved words like 'socialist' and 'Muslim,' and undoubtedly many code words for 'scary back man,' I figure a bit of the old freebird rates rather low on the scale of Offensive Things these children were subjected to out there. In this way, I modestly submit, I may have helped these fresh-faced children break free of the political and social dysfunction that's exerted such a hold on their parents, freeing them before it is too late: "hmmm...mommy and daddy must be fuckwits...I believe I shall take steps to ensure that I will avoid that fate." If I have saved even ONE white, suburban American child from becoming just another Buschjugend pawn, then my work there was done.

As to the adults, if such a term is even applicable: fuck them all, the fucking fuck-knuckles. They're scum, and may they reap what they so richly deserve.