They were there again. The Lyndon LaRouche fans with the card table and
the pamphlets. It's nice that they set up right next to the bank of
drive-thru mailboxes at the Park Ridge post office. You can chat with
them from the comfort of your car.
These are the types who put a
face to Ron's post about serious dialog/discussion/debate and the lack
thereof in American society. They will stand there and recite shit that
has been implanted in their vacuous skulls, and if you try to engage
them in any sort of common-sense debate, they glaze over. It's like
talking to a fucking Zombie. They'll look at you, and you'd swear to God
they're hearing the words you're saying, but the second you finish
explaining to them the obvious flaw in their logic, the giant fucking
hand pulls their strings, and the playback of the prerecorded message
begins again.
I tried talking to these people a couple of years
ago. I made a serious effort to listen and understand the message they
were preaching at the bank of drive-thru mailboxes at the Park Ridge
post office. I parked the car and walked over with my camera. That put
them on their toes, but since it was just me and them (Notice there are
never any overcrowding issues at LaRouche meetings held in an actual
venue?) they had to talk to me. Sigh. I tried, but I ran out of patience
after just a couple of minutes. The point they were making at the time
was that if the Affordable Care Act was allowed to pass, Barack Obama
would embark on a secret program of killing old people just like Hitler
had done back in Nazi Germany. Program X37 or some goddamned thing I
can't recall and refuse to look up.
All I could think to say last time was that they were completely
misguided, misinformed, and were wasting their time in a town like Park
Ridge. (Hometown girl Hillary Clinton might, just might, have carried
the popular vote, but doubtful.)
They had neat little stacks of literature all glossy and tri-folded,
explaining exactly why Barack Obama was secretly planning to kill old
people, but in order to obtain the real good stuff, they asked for a
donation. (FOUL!!!!) Sorry. No can do.
They had the same stuff
out there today, although I think the literature has been updated. I
didn't stop to look. And, they had the same little poster of Barack
Obama with a Hitler mustache hanging from the edge of the card table
along with one that had him made up to look like The Heath Ledger Joker
with the creepy makeup, wicked grin,...you know the pic. Under both
pictures were the stenciled all-caps letters reading "IMPEACH OBAMA!"
As I dropped my mail in the box, I leaned out the window and looked back
at them. Catching the second one's eye, he almost looked like he wanted
to tell me about Barack Obama's similarities to Adolf Hitler, I
casually asked him if Adolf Hitler would have allowed his detractors to
set up a card table at a post office, fly posters of Hitler done up in
Jolson-like blackface, and proudly call for his removal from office in
1939 Berlin.
"Probably not" said the mentally challenged LaRouchebag.
"Ya think?"
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