I hadn't intended to post this, but after reading Ballygrl's shirt encounter I decided to type it up.
My wife had what I guess would be a reverse-Bouncy. Or maybe it would be an anti-Bouncy? Frank's the wordsmith so I'll let him decide what to call it.
She was at the checkout line in the grocery store Wednesday. The guy in front of her was a guy in his 60s or 70s. He was discussing with the cashier the number of people on welfare because they were too lazy to work and said that for the first time in his life he was ashamed of his country.
There was no yelling, cheering or conversion. No cops out of bushes. Just two adults calmly talking about people who would fit in wonderfully at DU.