Pictures From a Mild San Mateo Exhibition

Since I figured the MSM will ignore this I had to go Tea Party.
While the sun was bright, the wind was brisk and brought cold and runny noses with it. The kids were standout stalwarts.

Among the drivers going past there were some middle-finger gestures and minor attempts to shout idiotic slogans from a moving vehicle. None seemed very convincing and most seemed unpracticed besides unmannered.
To that nonsense I just yelled back, "Fight the Power, Man!" using their own tired rhetoric that I hoped might make a dent in their predictable semi-unconsciousness. In some cases I replied, "It's Your Money Too!"
Most of the response was overwhelmingly positive, with a lot of horn-honking and waving.
One wizened little old lady held a sign saying "95 Years Old, Survied the Depression, FOR THIS?" She was a dear.

There were beside me other dears too, and one definite cutie handed me a flag to wave - sucj a clear advantage being in this camp over the scabrous Lefty hair-shirt cross-eyed nose-pickers. These wives and mothers of America you would do battle for.
Clearly the Socialists best bet is to simply sell themselves to some higher authority and hope to gain cover by doing that, like a Sheik's hare - and that explains their love for Lusty Bill Clinton - it's all slavery to them anyhow.


Both sides of the street got a pretty built-up and very amiable crowd that grew as the day progressed. Now that's a "progressivism" I can get behind - not sure about the other junk.



Our political leadership is firmly ensconced behind jerrymandered walls of voter-proof protection, clenched firm to a greedy political power-ideology.
I despise them