Blind, you would be. I lived in Madison, Wisconsin for a number of years and on one occasion I was driving across town with my parents in the car, and we came across a traffic jam of sorts at the point where we were to cross State Street (the ~2 mile stretch between campus and the State Capitol - a favorite route for protest marches). As we waited, we started to see a motley assortment of protesters with placards wandering up the street toward the Capitol, predominantly women in tie dyed clothing (this was in the 1990’s), then a group of women drummers, and then a bunch of fat, slovenly women who were topless, arms in the air, making fists and exposing copious underarm hair. I’m not entirely sure what the celebration was about (”Keep your laws off our bodies!” would be a good guess), but this was typical of Madison. And I suspect Berkeley, Ann Arbor and several other places which house a disproportionate concentration of loonies. While you may have thought that it was impossible to make a woman’s breasts uninteresting, you would have been disabused of that notion witnessing this event. Ugh!
State Street, that great street. I used visit Madison and walk up and down State Street several times a year, but haven’t done much in recent years. Lib haven or not, State was always a lot of fun to visit on Saturday mornings. You never knew what the nutty libs were going to do.