Saw an older dude wearing a red shirt with a hammer and sickle printed on the back standing in front of the Costco tire center this morning
He was talking to two dudes who liked like tire mechanics. I saw him right when I was entering the building so I didn't really get a chance to check it out. Idk if it was a shirt for an org or what, as far away as I was it may have been an anti-communist shirt for all I know. I was hoping I'd see him again when I left but sadly he was gone.
There's a dude that shops at the store I work at who has a hammer and sickle and star like the soviet flag tattooed behind his ear. When I asked him about it he told me that his father was actually a member of the communist party in soviet Russia. He looked like your average oldhead california skater dude with a shaved head and a bunch of other tattoos but turns out he's a comrade.
So I used to work in a store that was across the street from this parking lot where they had a weekly farmers market. This weirdo Trot group was always there trying to aggressively sell people newspapers, median age was like 55 if I had to guess.
Anyway I was a bit more public about my beliefs back then and I guess word got to one of them that I was the shop commie and he ends up inviting me to these "revolutionary" dinner parties he has. I went as a bit.
Dude was a fucking hoarder, there was like two other people there, again both in their 50s at least, and all he served was oven baked pizza. Also he showed off his art which was all like "I am 14 and this is deep" trash collage with really blunt political messaging. Like one was a pairing of Donald Trump with his head framed in an actual toilet seat bolted to the canvas. Used toilet seat mind you.
Anyway I didn't end up joining his trot group but I did bump into him one more time during a BLM protest where he was trying to aggressively sell news papers and he got into an argument with some PSL guy.
I kinda went a bit grill pill after this period in my life.
Dude was a fucking hoarder, there was like two other people there, again both in their 50s at least, and all he served was oven baked pizza. Also he showed off his art which was all like "I am 14 and this is deep" trash collage with really blunt political messaging. Like one was a pairing of Donald Trump with his head framed in an actual toilet seat bolted to the canvas. Used toilet seat mind you.