Cowboy hats, liberty bell, and the American flag. This is Bakersfield, California, U. S. A. People gathered for the 2nd Tea Party to show support for disgust toward our government. They were trying to make a point. People gathered to express their opinions. There were speakers. There were singers. There was even prayer. GASP!
There were signs. Loads of signs.
I noticed this tall chap holding a 2 sided sign up above the crowd. He was well behaved and mostly silent. He stood on the outside fringe next to the fire truck along with a man holding a “Don’t Tread On Me” flag. I knew he wasn’t part of the party. I hate to even give him a mention; but he wasn’t a disruption as long as I was there.
Now, come on, Mr. Tea Party Crasher. If you’re trying to convince people that you’re a retard (Yes, I said retard. I use it all the time. So there.) with your misspelled words and improper punctuation, the least you could do is lose your engineer like handwriting.
I don’t know where he came from; but he did tell me that it didn’t take him too long to get to the party. I do hope he enjoyed his stay in Bakersfield, California, U. S. A. And I do hope he spent plenty of money during his visit.
Following the Tea Party, there was a street fair just a few blocks away. The street fairs are held once each month in April, May, and June. Then we take shelter.
Bakersfield, California, U. S. A. That’s me.