The Beagle looks down its nose on groups like "Recreate 68" in large measure because all the Abbie Hoffmans and Jerry Rubins annoyed the Beagle back in 68 as well, but the Beagle also deplores the notion that cities can blithely designate "free speech zones" as a euphemism for tucked away where they cannot be seen or heard.
Perhaps they want to couch it as a safety measure, that all the free speech types reeking of hippie sweat and patchouli might make some weaker hearted delegates faint dead away.
Above is a realistic depiction of what folks travelling to Minneapolis can expect when the Republicabbilitionstors meet this summer to coronate Daddy Mac Cain.
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