Occupy Sesame Street

I flew last evening from Chicago to Los Angeles just long enough to enjoy some Halloween partying and sleep in my own bed. Yet only 17 hours after my plane landed, today has me headed out to Florida.

Every Halloween I go with friends to the freak show in West Hollywood. The costumes are outrageous, and total strangers bond with each other over costumes. In the past, dressed as the Riddler, I have pretended to spar with Batman and Robin. It is all in good fun. Obviously taking pictures with hot girls in salacious costumes plays a role as well. I may loathe the French, but their maids are quite pleasing to my eyes.

Given that West Hollywood is the heart of lefty-land, liberal activists show up en masse. Usually homosexual activists strut their…stuff.

With the Occupy Wall Street movement in the news lately, I was certain that there would be many OWS signs. Surprisingly, they were few and far between.

I showed up with my sign:

“Hey protesters! Forget Wall Street. Occupy my ex! THOSE payments are killing me.”

The “Occupy my ex” movement was a success, as many men in the crowd identified.

Yet the biggest hit of the night was a group of guys in the group “Occupy Sesame Street.”

They were Bert, Ernie, Cookie Monster, Big Bird, and others, and they were ticked off.

Cookie Monster led the chant.

“What do we want?”


“When do we want them?”


Then they led a chant against the 1% who controls the money.

“Kermit has all the green! Kermit has all the green! Kermit has all the green!”

Yes this was complete lunacy, but for one night on All Hallow’s Eve, I would not have it any other way.

At least the Occupy Sesame Street movement admits it is geared to attract children.

As for the goal to have somebody occupy my ex, hope springs eternal.


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