Sorry--I was being a capitalist pig again [hangs head in shame].
There is nothing more intimidating to Leftists in a coffee house than a guy in a motorcycle jacket, black Sinatra hat, drainpipe Levis and Beatle boots sitting at a table with CDs from Black Sabbath to The Magnetic Fields scattered across the table, a half-filled spiral notebook ...
... reading National Review. People don't mess with you.