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Next Thursday there'll be one in my area. And I plan to attend, to speak my mind about the importance of government-supported health care, and, I hope, to keep the astroturfing teabaggers in line, because I know they plan to be there.
Now this part of Cleveland has a strongly African American population to begin with, so much so that any group of teabaggers planning to crash the party is going to, well, stand out. In fact, if anything I'm a little afraid of being mistaken for one. But I hope to clear up any misunderstandings quickly.
I already invited Botany to join me, but he says he believes any teabaggers who try to disrupt this meeting are going to end up as grease stains once the locals get done with them. That made me laugh. I still think it's worth going, to see what kind of tricks they pull and to support Marcia Fudge (yes, I now have a congresswoman who sounds like a character in Harry Potter) in her anti-Blue Dog efforts to get this thing passed.
I hope I don't end up in a YouTube video played on Countdown, but I guess that's the chance you take. (If so, I'll be the one pausing in the middle of quieting a teabagger to ask Keith to marry me. Yeah, right.)
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