Anti-clinton Protest 12 Jun 1998
Subject: Anti-clinton protest,
I know this is somewhat dated but hey, I’ve got to put something up...
This took pace at the Window by the
I arrived at about 1145hrs. There were about 35 protesters. Also, there were approx. 3-4 people from what appeared to be a US Indian group. This same group appeared to support the legalization of dope. With this group was one female (?) beating a drum. (She/he was probably on dope at the time) The first person I recognized was C. Carter. I took up a space beside him with my sign, actually an impeach
I was surprised by the fact that many of the people driving by supported us. Of the people that made any visible responses to us, about 75% made gestures of support. I.E. waving, thumbs up, honking etc. We did however, occasionally get the finger or the usual nonsensical leftist comments. (They truly are a sorry lot.)
Members of the press were also present. The two stations I am sure of were channels 46 and 8. They interviewed several people, me included. Lesson learned: In my case, don't talk to the press, at least not on camera. I stuttered, mumbled, gave 3-4 word sentences and basically sounded like a moron. However, the press did interview several other people better spoken than I am now or ever will be.
There were some leftist who opposed us and had actually had the nerve (liberals are generally cowards) to confront us. One was (The late) Sirrah Burton Harris who engaged a well-spoken protestor several yards away from me in a rather long discussion. Sirrah Harris; had a letter published in the Monterey County Herald on 10 Jun 98, claiming that clinton could not have forced a kiss upon Kathleen Wiley because he is taller than she is. (The logic of that comments escapes me as much now as it did then) (See Red File for letter.) (Sorry, the Red File is classified)
Two more outspoken buffoons, one, a Hispanic male, the other a black male accompanied by a slightly pudgy black female. The black male engaged several of us in somewhat of a debate. The black idiot chose to confront me directly. The clown asked why I did not support clinton, told me how the Republicans were for the rich and how clinton had done so much for black people, basically spouting the usual B.S. from the left-wing-idiots manual. He even told me how all of the other (white) protestors were rich and owned better cars than I did. (Who doesn't?) He went on (and on and on) about how I was being brainwashed and asked “they” “made” me come to the protest because I was dating a white girl. (?) I asked him what had
Across the street from us were two treasonous females holding up a banner calling for the ratification of some UN treaty. They were probably members of the UN Association. When, oh when, is the UNA going to be made to register as an agent of a foreign government or its membership hunted down and hanged as traitors?
One
Later on during the protest, the silly Negro and his two associates drove by, in a brand new red sedan. (The car was probably paid for with welfare checks or drug money.)
Interesting note; during the protest, across the street, was a heavy set, balding black man photographing us. Maybe he was just a tourist. However, to me he didn't appear to just another interested person. Am I being paranoid? I think not. (Since then, I’ve begun to photograph the anti-Bush, anti-American protestors who pollute the park every Sunday)
We didn't think
Finally, the motorcade passed by and I and the other protestors began to shout, “TRAITOR! TRAITOR! TRAITOR!” It really felt good. I only wish I had gone to the other side of the street to see the look on his face when he saw us. No, he did not stop at the McDonalds.
I still wonder if the person photographing us was just a sightseer or...?
I guess this means I get another notation in my FBI file.
I originally wrote this rant within several days of the protest. I modified the essay as I saw fit for clarity and updates.
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