The lovely spouse and I headed out to the local independent bookstore/cafe last night for dinner and some browsing. As we ate, we noticed a larger-than-usual population of older white diners talking enthusiastically about George Bush. Little did we know that Karen "if you support choice, you're a terrorist" Hughes was coming by for a signing.
As I was browsing a rack of sale CDs, this priest comes up to the customer service desk and bruquely (no introduction) asks to speak to the manager. The woman at the desk asks for clarification, and he again demands a manager. The woman insists on some backstory, and he finally relents and identifies himself as the advance man for Hughes. Uh oh, I think.
As I'm checking out, a stream of about 50-60 people come in the door, with Hughes and the Rude Priest at the head, loudly yukking it up. (Hughes is a *loud* woman. She probably doesn't need a PA.) They head down the escalator toward the signing area, and I note with some grim pleasure that they had to walk past a big display of all the latest anti-Bush tomes (Against All Enemies, Worse Than Watergate, etc.).
Sadly, I'm a wimp and skedaddled out of there before the event started. Gitmo can wait.
Ryan
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