Lynda Farley of Edmonton, Kentucky stopped traffic on the National Mall Wednesday with her message about smokers' rights/Patricia Leslie
On the west
lawn of the U.S. Capitol before several thousand Wednesday, Michele Bachmann waxed poetic into a microphone for a few minutes about the evils of the Internal Revenue Service. Mrs.Bachmann went to work for the IRS after she finished law school so she could work inside the enemy and find out exactly what was
going on, she exclaimed to the throng. (Then, why did it take her 20 years to reveal her discovery?)
Tea Partiers covered the west lawn of the U.S. Capitol Wednesday and listened to Michele Bachmann, among others, talk about the evil of taxes. President Ulysses S. Grant presided from his horse (on the left)/Patricia Leslie
Save the
world, Michele Bachmann shall! But not from her seat in the U.S.
Congress since she's quitting.
A van with a message/Patricia Leslie
Meanwhile,
a little further west, beyond the Capitol Reflecting Pool and parked on Third Street was a well-decorated (every spare
inch) minivan occupied by Lynda Farley of Farley Road in Edmonton,
Kentucky.
Mrs. Farley's vehicle gained some attention on the Mall Wednesday/Patricia Leslie
Mrs.
Farley, an advocate for smokers' rights, sat in the driver's seat puffing away
on one cigarette after another, and giving to anyone who stopped at the
passenger's window for a few seconds, a little American flag with her website
printed on the wooden stick: libertyvan.
com.
She has taken
her smokers' rights message to 49 state capitols (Fairbanks, Alaska is the exception)
and put more than 367,000 miles on her car ("two engines!") but a
traffic citation for "books on my dashboard!" will keep her in
Washington at least through her court appearance on Friday.
A dashboard of books violates the law in Washington, D.C./Patricia Leslie
(First we have national surveillance of every
email and phone call we make. Next, New York Mayor Michael Bloomberg wants to inspect
every morsel of food New Yorkers discard, in addition to checking trash, and that's
just the beginning! The government wants
our light bulbs, and you better watch out for your coffee before it's taxed or
banned, and now, it’s books we read! Or
pile on our dashboards. Just like Orwell
wrote about in 1984 whose sales, by the way, are up 3,000 percent ever
since the national surveillance story broke. Thank you very much, Edward Snowden.)
Anyway,
Mrs. Farley, who left her husband at home with the dogs (18 Afghans which they
breed), said the traffic cop tried to give her a ticket for obscured rear
visibility until Mrs. Farley pointed out she has special cameras to show the
view of the rear, so the traffic cop cited her for a crowded book dashboard, instead. (Try Googling that. And, if they wanna get you, they're gonna get
you. After all, this is a police state.)
"Look," said the tourist. "Do you see what I see?" An large metal eagle with wings spread, and other items, on the minivan's attached wagon/Patricia Leslie
“Look,”
said Mrs. Farley, lighting up another weed and proudly showing her copy of Rand
Paul’s new book, Government Bullies, to
an inquisitor: “It’s autographed.”
A line of antique cars on the Mall piqued interest/Patricia Leslie
A few feet
away and lined up on the Mall's gravel path were antique cars for passersby to
photograph and envy. Nearby, the cars’ owners sat in lawn chairs on the grass
or milled about while they piled hot dog lunches on paper plates. They seemed somewhat dazed by all the
activity and the Mall's competing factors.
Identification on this car said Dodge, but it looked like a Rolls Royce/Patricia Leslie
Little do
they know what goes on here every day.
It's a great place to be. On the National Mall.
God love
it!
And us!
And them.
God bless the USA.
Anybody here old enough to remember the Corsair?/Patricia Leslie
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