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Video: Ron Paul Rally Makes Actual Iowa Debate Look Like A "Prequill" To Ron Paul's Rally
Who ya gonna call?
Fedbusters!
Thanks to Grimaldi.
Although Ron Paul's maniacs are somewhat more maniacal than other candidates' maniacs, there is little doubt that the sort of people marching about like, I'm sorry to break the no-Hiter-mentions rule here, little Beer Hall Putsch gangs in support of someone who, let's face it, is almost certainly a douchebag anyway are, in fact, maniacs.
This is the shit that makes me really want nothing to do with activism and politics generally. I want to just sit back and shoot spitballs at morons rather than advocate on someone's behalf because ultimately advocating on someone's behalf leads to this cult-like stupidity.
At CPAC I was constantly surrounded by Brownback troopers and Mitt's Blueshirts. Marching, waving placards, shouting slogans, and handing out stupid pamphlets.
I think I liked Mitt's more; they seemed less intense, and there were more semi-cute college chicks, and they wore these Mitt t-shirts of a really appealing shade of cobalt. (I tried to cadge one off a volunteer, but I've got no game.)
And oh yeah-- they weren't shouting and stamping about like utter lunatics every five minutes.
What the hell is this behavior supposed to accomplish, anyhow? Are we supposed to think, "My God! I am positively surrounded by passionate supporters of Sam Brownback! Why, counting the thirty I see right here, and extrapolating linearly throughout the country, there must be one hundred and forty million equally passionate Brownback supporters! I'd better get on this runaway train before all the seats are taken!"
This is, somehow, the repellent occupation I've managed to kinda-sorta blundered into without any real enthusiasm for the job.
The rope over the ceiling beam beckons to me. A sudden tautening like a guitar-string and then it strums the sweet note of blissful release.