RW asshat in my local bike club
Yesterday, I was out on a club fundraiser bike ride. I was stopped at one of the food stops, and I noticed this guy that I recognize from the club. I think I know his first name, I doubt he knows mine, but I'll just call him Doucheboy.
He's been out on two or three club rides I've been on, and I think I've heard him speak 10 words. That's fine. Some people either aren't very social or are only social with very select friends. Whatever. I don't try to make conversation with him.
Anyway, I'm eating, I turn, and Doucheboy is standing right there. As soon as he sees me, he starts in like we're old buds or something.
Him: "Two union guys got arrested."
I'm thinking WTF! No context or anything.
Me: "What?"
Him: "Two union guys got arrested."
Me: "Where?"
Him: "At a FreedomWorks event in Vancouver. They got arrested. That doesn't reflect well on the union."
OK, so at that moment I knew that Doucheboy was a RW asshat. I figured I was wearing a union T-shirt on a club ride, so on that basis Doucheboy thought he would strike up a conversation.
I paused for a moment deciding whether I should school him that an arrest is an allegation, not a conviction, and that even if convicted two members of a group do not represent the group overall. However, I might then have been tempted to ask what he thought of himself as a Kochwhore: Fair, Adequate, Exceptional, or Other.
Instead I just slowly turned my back to Doucheboy as I had more important things--like another banana or some string cheese.
Almost every time politics has popped up amongst bike club members, it very quickly became clear that I was among a group of left leaning folks. No group is monolithic, but did I really have to get the Paulturd nutbucket humping my leg?
OK, OK, OK. I do know the answer. There is no daylight between the Republican Party and the Tea Party.