Ok, so I'm a bit of a snob. Pretty much common knowledge. Honestly, when you're better than most people, it's pretty hard to muster up any interest for what other folks have to say. However, just met a pretty rad old guy at the laundromat (or washateria, if you're in SoCal. See? Snobby as shit.). I was wearing my "Bush is a moron" hoodie when I walked in. So sure enough, this old timer sidles on up to me, looking pretty rough, and says "I like your shirt." Sure dude, of course you do. "I just lost my boy in Iraq." Oh shit, this could get ugly.

Turns out the guy has some stories to tell. Some of it sounds a bit questionable, but I tend to trust him. He seemed sincere. Apparently he was a former Navy seal who had served in Vietnam, Korea, and Desert Storm, was a personal friend of John McCain, had been on the initial extraction team that had missed John McCain by 4 minutes - leading to a hell of a long time as a POW, had protested with Cindy Sheehan, refused to shake W's hand or receive a flag from him on return of his son's body, had refused to allow his son to be buried in D.C., but had returned him here, and has - through donation and volunteers - produced and sent approximately 44,000 pieces of body armor to our soldiers who are still in Iraq.

Hell of an experience. Talked to the guy for about an hour. Pretty interesting to get the perspective of somebody that age with that much life experience. His advice for me, not knowing what I do, was that my generation needs to go back to school, study poli-sci, and take this country back.

Good stuff. Random people kick ass.