I’m not normally one to blog personal stories sans a news tie-in, but this was perhaps the most ridiculous scene I have witnessed in recent days by a cadre of Obamaniacs.
The setting: I’m in the McDonalds drive-thru to get my daily dose of artery-clogging goodness (fast metabolism, no worries), when suddenly a commotion erupts from the car behind me.
I turn off my music to see what’s going on, the first thing I hear is “Palin is a b—-! Who votes for that —-!” Use your imagination to fill in the blanks.
Forgot one part: I’m driving my good old 97 Chevy Tahoe…with a McCain/Palin sticker on the bumper, which apparently set off these two lunatics. They continue to scream, hurling invectives that don’t even bear repeating, but most of them revolved around McCain being a child molester and Palin being a b—-. Quality examples of the human race, these two; the sheer vileness of their chatter was enough for me to be disgusted that people like them would even be involved in choosing our president.
As I pulled up to the window, they pulled up behind me, turned up some absurd ghetto beat music really loud, EXITED THEIR CAR and started DANCING in the lane while SCREAMING “OBAMA! OBAMA! OBAMA!”
I couldn’t do anything but laugh hysterically at this point. Here I had two absolute frigging maniacal representatives of Obama’s ruling caste of voters, dancing in the parking lot while screaming the name of their savior, all set off by a McCain/Palin bumper sticker that affected them like a bell affected Pavlov’s dogs.
It was at the same time grotesquely entertaining and completely and utterly pathetic.
