Sign, Sign, Everywhere A Sign
I think I’ve led a pretty sheltered life. Because I just had a ‘first’ happen to me today. I had too run out at lunch to move some money around to different bank accounts, and I had to stop at the post office. I was around Crocker Park in Westlake, so I take a drive over there to spend the rest of lunch. When what do I see driving down Crocker Road? A group of about 4 or 5 people out with signs protesting. I didn’t get to see all the signs because, well, I was maintaining the speed limit and didn’t want to get smoshed from behind should I happen to just stop to read the signs. But I caught one that I think said something like ‘Your Coat Had A Face’, and 'Humans Don't Grow Fur'. And there were others, I think I saw J.C. Crew listed as one of the stores. But this was like my first live, in person, fur/leather protest. How about that. Of course they were set up on the opposite side of Crocker Road, from Crocker Park. I guess all of Crocker Park is probably private property, and thus as close as the protesters could get was across the street. But they all seemed in good spirits, waving their signs proudly. I can not confirm or deny the sounds of Kumbaya, coming from the group.
After I was done and leaving Crocker Park, I came out drive way that was right across the street from where they were standing. I noticed one of Westlake’s finest, sitting there in his squad car, no doubt watching and prepared for any hooliganism from said protesters. We wouldn’t want the fine citizens at Crocker Park being disturbed by unruly rabble-rousers.
Or maybe the police presence was just there to protect any protesters from an offended shopper that would seek to bludgeoned said protester’s head and shoulders with their recently purchased Louis Vuitton handbag. The possibilities are endless.
Anyway, as I was leaving, they must have had enough fun for the day, because they were all loading up into their SUV with their signs.
Like I said, it was all a first for me.
After I was done and leaving Crocker Park, I came out drive way that was right across the street from where they were standing. I noticed one of Westlake’s finest, sitting there in his squad car, no doubt watching and prepared for any hooliganism from said protesters. We wouldn’t want the fine citizens at Crocker Park being disturbed by unruly rabble-rousers.
Or maybe the police presence was just there to protect any protesters from an offended shopper that would seek to bludgeoned said protester’s head and shoulders with their recently purchased Louis Vuitton handbag. The possibilities are endless.
Anyway, as I was leaving, they must have had enough fun for the day, because they were all loading up into their SUV with their signs.
Like I said, it was all a first for me.