Wasilla Trip Report
I left Fairbanks after
locating my glacoma fighting medication around midnight,
and arrived in Wasilla at a sports bar in time to watch my beloved
They weather and scenery
were outstanding outside fall colors already happening.
After breakfast, a Bloody Mary and a lackluster victory. I headed over
to the Menard Sports Arena.
The crowd was small , elderly, with right-wing "patriot" clothing, and
Teabagger Joe Miller kept
himself under control. Reading the paper and finding a place to
killed time until I spotted the Quitter Queen shaking hands with the
people next to me.
I turned my back and remained respectful only because of 9-11. ( Last
year when she quit
in Fairbanks, I went up to her and said "Thank you for quitting - we
will all be better off now".)
She looked at me stunned
and in five seconds, frozen in time, turning meaner and uglier,
blurtted out 'You're not a very nice guy."
Listening to her repeat
her talking points three times with never-ending run-on sentences,
I ran from the building hoping to see someone with a sign. It was too
nice of a day and with
such a small crowd I wanted to head on down to Anchorage for bigger
The doors opened at seven
people were lining up at 6:30. By 7 I had my signs and for the
next hour I attempted to be the loudest and most obnoxious in-your-face
Nice group of protesters
and great signs. Some chanting, my favorite was ''Real Alaskans don't
After everyone was in, I looked for a breech in security and was able
to enter sans $85 ticket by
sheer nerve and luck. I had my Prophets
for Profit sign with me and held it in the lobby
during intermission that followed a 20 minute Beck-Palin opening
totally void of anything interesting.
Several times I was
hasseled by security (threatened with ejection) so I kept moving
During intermission I attracked a good 15 adversaries and we had a
lively discussion and I kept my cool.
(You must think I am crazy but I am 6'5' 260 lbs).
Beck and his chalkboard I
did not get, these are people that did not pay attention in the first
place at school.
When two women were removed for calling Beck a hypocrite, he got all
self righteous and said,
"I don't why they say I hate"
During his talk he has a
hair up his ass about W. Wilson and sez he hates the guy and I yell out
<>I was in the crowd when my
forth and last hater had me physically ejected by three people
to show the IRONY. After saying he hates Wilson three times and me
yelling out to large groans and
dirty looks, several people got up to get security. I ducked into the
Men's Room and lo and behold
was the shameless promoter who I finger-pointed shamed three times for
making money off 9-11.
thrown into the street. I had a nice trip back home, that is how
I spent 9-11.
Luebke, I think you did great.
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