Walking up Citrus Avenue in Covina Friday after a first visit to The Book Shop — an antiquarian store that gives anything in Pasadena or Berkeley a run for its money, and is owned by former Pasadena Star-News City Hall reporter Jennifer (Burry) Johnson and her husband, Bradley — I came upon this.
Or, rather, I saw the sign from down the block, and, recognizing the heinous work of freak-show anti-Semite convicted felon tax evader and former Trotskyite Lyndon LaRouche, I pulled out my camera.
You should have seen the folks scatter. Who would want to be seen pictured as associating with a political movement that would stoop to that most infantile of insults, comparing (Any and Every Politician’s Name Here) to Adolph Hitler?
Except the young couple who were setting up the card table. I crossed the street and harangued them, as any ethical person would. As I did — asking the woman if she didn’t think she would be sorry when she grew up to have spent time associated with a group that believes the Queen of England and the Rothschilds are behind the world opium trade — an African-American stroller came up behind me. She looked appalled.
I walked her away from the little moustache people, and, as she seemed genuinely upset, I spoke with her for a bit. “I don’t even support all that much, politically, that President Obama does,” she said. “But this is too much. This is about his race, isn’t it? I just feel sick.” I got her away from the freaks and we walked up the block to her destination, the fine little bakery Joslin’s, at which point she had calmed down.
What makes LaRouchies tick?