War Protests! Huh! What are they good for?
As we can see from the images at this site, it's good for little more than attention-whoring for the International Socialist Organization. Look through Lt. Smash's recent posts. The picture of the middle-aged woman giving an ink-stained middle finger to the camera makes me think two things: First, I'm glad she's not my mother, and second, would any child of this woman truly admit to being born to her? Short of their own desire for attention and face time in front of a tv camera, I quite doubt it. Hold on, let me channel the thoughts of this poor woman's child upon seeing this picture.
"Oh. OH. Oh crap. Ah, Mom! Why'd you do that? Can't you just bake cookies for your grandkids? We figured you might do that for our kids since you were two busy making a macrame bong-cozy for Dad back when we were kids. Jesus, Mom, you're embarrassing us more now than when we were in high school and you professed your love of Morrissey's music! He didn't even sing 'Brown-Eyed Girl' for Christ's sake!"
When the cameras roll, however, that'd change. But I've got a good guess as to how her kids would feel.
This is why I'm proud of my mom and dad. They have a sense of propriety and good taste. If they oppose something, they oppose it properly: at the voting booth.
Right, Mom? Right, Dad? You haven't gone all far-out-60s lovefest on me since I moved to the Chicago area, right?