How Not to be Seen at a Green Protest
Clearly, the image above is evidence that James Taylor knows how to blend in at an environmental protest. He’s got friends in every town and village from here to San Francisco, he speaks a dozen languages, knows every local custom, he’ll blend in, disappear, you’ll never see him again, etc.
He gave me a long, skeptical look. I told him, honestly and with sincerity, that I was enjoying the demonstration. He seemed partially satisfied, and retreated to confer with one of his co-protesters. The two of them kept scrutinizing me while they were talking.
“I’m not the only one with a camera here. Why are they suspicious of me?” I asked my daughter.
“Duh! Look at how you’re dressed, and then look at how they’re dressed. Plus, you combed your hair this morning,” she replied.
Just then, the professional protester with the megaphone invited everyone to take and put on a protest t-shirt. Ah, perfect timing! I grabbed a Sierra Club t-shirt and slipped it on. My shirt sleeves, cuff links, and business slacks were still visible, screaming “The Man!”, but most of the protesters looked clueless enough to fall for it.
Read the whole thing, especially the part about how Harry Reid showed up in a long line of SUVs, of course. Be sure to come to our panel at RedState’s Austin get-together, where you can congratulate James on his abilities.