The rally today was...interesting. We had a chance to cut in line and get inside to see Doggett speak, but we ended up deciding to stay outside and counter-protest the protesters. Our signs were amazing, even if the backs of them both would have only been funny to people in
ontd_political.

(Mine on the left, Erin's on the right)

(Same)
I decided to talk to some secessionists, which was a huge fucking mistake. I just asked them a few standard questions, like "How do you expect us to get by without any money from the government?" and "But wasn't it hypocritical that Rick Perry asked for assistance with the wildfires just weeks after saying we didn't need the US government?" and "Do you really think the Texas national guard could protect us from an invading country? REALLY?!" They started getting mad at us and told us to stand in traffic. Which was cool.
There was a LaRouche supporter who totally Godwin'd on us by having a picture of Obama with a Hitler moutstache. People still pay attention to/care about/follow LaRouche? Really? Damn.
Some fucker with a video camera came up to us and asked a couple of us what we thought the 10th amendment meant and when I said "I don't answer questions like that on camera," he said, "Yeah I figured you didn't know." Okay, yeah, because I don't want to say something about state sovereignty while you record it, only so you can chop it up later at home and make me look like an idiot, that means I don't know the 10th amendment. Cool story, bro.
We chanted back and forth for a little while before we decided to walk around a bit. We apparently made it to a much less civilized part of the crazies, where we ended up across the street from King Broseph of Brosylvania. The dude looked like he stepped out of his frat house and onto the street. He saw my single payer sign while he was in the middle of some diatribe to someone else and immediately redirected his ire towards me. He shouted at me that he doesn't want to pay for my Lasik surgery (what??), that I just needed to work harder (bootstraps, fuckers!), and that it's my fault we're still fighting the war. I started getting hilariously frustrated with the dude and was like, "Okay! You convinced me! I give up!" and some old fart behind him got all "OOOOOOHHH BEING DEMEANING IS SO MATUUUUUUURRREEEEE." Fuck off, fucker. My fist will show your face maturity.
Anyway, I took some pictures of the crazies.
( Where is the birth certificate? )When we left, we passed the sign torch to these to adorable girls. They were standing behind us when King Broseph was hulking out on me and kept saying "I wanna SMACK him" and "What a DORK," so they seemed like worthy heirs to our lol-throne.
