Being dragged out of bed to watch a man talk about religion and the difference between American and English Muslims was not particularly the way I would have liked to spend a Sunday morning. However, things turned up as SBP, Lawler, Katie T and myself hit up Pret, possibly the reason while I will be eating sandwiches on baguettes for the rest of my life, grabbed some needed food and headed to have a “picnic” in Hyde Park. Well this is when things got very interesting. There was an American, shocker, more or less speaking his mind. We found a few familiar friends in the crowd and watched on the other side of the fence as the man went on a rant about how Elizabeth is on welfare because of school loans and there she was touring in London and watching him speak. When in reality she is on some weird scholarship for being one-eighth Native American. He also said a few more vulgar things but they are more or less inappropriate.
After he left Elizabeth stunned with lack of a response, he turned on his next victim; a fat man who he told should go run laps and find a neck before he could speak to him. Rude. He then turned to a poor old man who he yelled obscenities too, but the old man had no problem putting the speaker back in his place. The four of us, as seen above, watched in awe for the next more or less two hours and made our own commentary. Which was probably the best part.
In the end we ended up talking to the guy, he made commentary about all of us. Some were offended…some just walked away. In the end he made for good entertainment. As we were leaving he called us rich white girls with our dad’s paying for our school, as an obnoxious person I turned and stated “You don’t know me!” Lawler on the other hand walked right up to him and asked him what is his trick to staying so fit and young, and then commented on his grey hairs. (The man was mid-forties, a beer guy, but acted as if he was 15). He joked with us and then tried to embarrass us in any way possible and gave us advice on men. My personal favorite was “Women are trained to be loyal like dogs, men are trained TO BE dogs”. Most of his advice was to the girls in the group who were in a relationship, encouraging them to believe that whoever she was dating was not being faithful. We all laughed and in the end he was sad to see us leave for our next outing.
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