This morning, driving into work, there were protesters standing outside ChevronTexaco, again.

Let's be clear: I'm a tree-hugging, environmentally-concerned, vegetarian who prefers economy cars and human-powered transportation. But geez, protesters, what does beating on a bongo in a THC-induced haze or carrying a sign about opressed indigenous people...what does that do for your cause?

I mean, it's not persuading anyone to join your side. Those who see you as a loser-hippie are not changing their opinion.

And me? I mean, I'm pretty darn sympathetic to the anti-big-oil agenda. But come on, Moondoggie...you need a call to action (what do you want me to do...hate them more?) And you need to put down the hash pipe a little earlier, so that you can put together a coherent complaint.

Otherwise, your protest serves only you. More than anything, it's about you bonding with the other folks on the pavement with you. And I have no problem with that, but could you put down the megaphone and not interfere with my path to work, please?

Oh, and next time? Why don't you protest against a TEXAS-based oil company (like Valero or something). I mean, they're based in Texas, right? So can't we assume that they're not only more arrogant and amoral, but that they also have the implicit support of the Cancer-in-Chief?

In summary:
1) You went one toke over the line, sweet chucklehead
2) You need a call to action, if you're trying to inspire folks.
3) You need to find a different method to persuade people to see things from your side.
4) If no #2 or #3, then at least don't interfere with my peaceful, Everclear-listening drive to work.