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Wasted Days


On the last day of the Republican convention, Mark Hemingway, Stephen Spruiell and I decided that we couldn’t leave the twin cities without checking out the protest scene. As we surmised, it was a pointless waste of time. We were hoping to see some hippies get teargassed, but all we ended up with was some B-reel of dumb t-shirts and idiotic activists on stilts. At least the cops had some cool horses. Check out this “Red Meat” Special:

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