Let me apologize in advance for my really crappy camera work
here. In my defense I was caught a little off guard by the Christopher Street Rally in Munich yesterday, because I had no idea it was going on and I was in the Marienplatz shopping district on another errand and I just wasn't able to make the mental gear shift that I needed to, so I'm all over the map with this footage that I literally shot from the hip.
My wife was a bit more focused than I was, so I'll be posting some of her stuff once we go through it.
One thing I didn't notice right away until I got home and looked at it is that the thing that really stands out is the thing that doesn't.
Not a lot of flaming flamboyant Brünö stereo types to be seen in the crowd, save for this guy I spotted while I was on the second floor of a retail store as he was passing by in the street.
I like the color coordination he's got going there, what with him using all the colors of the German Flag in his outfit.
A little irked I didn't spot him 10 seconds earlier though.
When I post some more clips later, be sure to look at the crowd and how 'normal' looking most people are.
I'm beginning to form the belief that a lot of socially persecuted/ostracized so-called 'fringe' people go for outrageousness as a defense mechanism.
As in:
'Oh, yeah, you think I'm a freak, do you? Lemme show you what a freak REALLY looks like.'
Perfect night (spooky), perfect weather (ominous clouds, minimal drops), perfect neighborhood (still interesting pockets), perfect film (classic)
Skies over the deck of the Rainier place where we had beers, the sculptural condo with PCC below which used to be where the old outdoor theater was before Fremont became all gentrified, the bar down the street, some other big mural next to the theater that reminds me of Brussels, one of the best neons around, the garage sale signs by Circus Contraption building, finally the theater, then the darkening theater, and finally PeeWee! Time to cheer for PeeWee and his bike and boo Frances!!
.. she stands for a genuine movement: a dwindling white nonurban America that is aflame with grievances and awash in self-pity as the country hurtles into the 21st century and leaves it behind.
The Palinist “real America” is demographically doomed to keep shrinking. But the emotion it represents is disproportionately powerful for its numbers. It’s an anger that Palin enjoyed stoking during her “palling around with terrorists” crusade against Obama on the campaign trail. It’s an anger that’s curdled into self-martyrdom since Inauguration Day.
Even if our media is passive, the Freeper's crap can be read on the internet, and so thanks to our neighbors to the north. Maybe Canada has a free press.
Here are other stories they feature which do not make some of us particularly proud to be from here (the country, the planet, the human race at times):
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