Teabaggers. Yich.

I took a nice walk to the IRS post of duty, in the Federal Building in downtown Chicago, to file some returns and some extensions, and was forced to walk the gauntlet and endure the insipid blather and inane signs.

Sigh. . .

These people make me sick. I don't understand how they can endure themselves. Perhaps they can get by in red, rural areas. But they're here. Some of their crap was incendiary, something about killing the wrong pirates or some such nonsense.

They're depressing. They have no good argument. They have nothing constructive to add to the debate. They are in deep denial of their freefall. One of them thought he was clever with a sign that read: "Help me Barack Obama they're make me do work or something."

These are our fellow Americans. I want them to be functional and normal, or else they should at least be decent enough to just shut the fuck up for awhile. They've inflicted enough damage on our wonderful country. At least let us fix some of that before they trash it even more. :(

Yich. Yich. Yich.

Maybe 1,000?

Some of the people were various and sundry nutjobs.

...gargling balls to become functional and normal and besides they prefer to wallow in their own self-pity.

if only they could read your observations and fully appreciate it..