I swear, sometimes I feel like an American pilot down behind the lines in World War Two Germany. Everyone here--virtually EVERYONE--is a bright blue Liberal, and I can only walk safely among them if I don't actually open my mouth and speak.
But today, I was feeling the need to examine them a bit more closely, so I "went to the animal fair" and crashed the local Anti-Trump Temper Tantrum march to watch all of the millennials and old wash-up hippies continue to scream and cry about the results of a democratic election two months ago in which they did not get their way.
Here's a couple of the first ones I saw.
Here's a real chick. Looks kinda angry.
And naturally, you can't have a liberal event without women dressed up like giant vaginas.
Give a liberal a blank sign and some paint and vulgarity is sure to follow. They all seem to confuse that with being chic' or edgy.
This guy had days to think of something to put on his sign, and this was the best he could come up with?
Alas, bitter fat chicks with basic profanity were more the norm.
And then there was this guy...
This one caught my eye for a second...
Unattractive white chick with a "Black Live Matter" sign.
Of course there were the "generic protesters" who think every protest is a stump for their issue.
They come in bunches, too.
Best argument FOR a wall I've seen. They have no idea how they turn the rest f the country off with this crap.
At least this one's honest about having no real clue.
Another astro-turf "mom" with her professionally-printed sign and t-shirt.
Aw, this one brought his skateboard...probably because he can't afford a car at whatever coffee shop he works at.
And two more Grrls...
One benefit to living in Occupied New Orleans is that they are such an assimilated leftist echo chamber that they automatically assume that everyone else here shares their views. This meas that I can move freely among them in complete safety...so long as I don't open my mouth, that is.