I'll bet most of them didn't really care one way or another what JR said or didn't say in there. The whole point of this exercise was that for one evening they could all gather around this Clinton Icon and pretend for a few hours that it was still the Clinton Era, and those two lost elections were really just a bad dream, and Dubya wasn't really in the White House after all. And Janet was going to march right out of that building with her kevlar helmet on, climb into her flame-throwing tank and go wreak havoc on conservative extremists everywhere!
And of course as they got closer to their destination, the fantasy was building to a crescendo. Then, just as they arrived at last at the building, they were confronted by a cold wet blanket - the sight of Freepers and other assorted freedom lovers - grinning from ear to ear, welcoming them with a friendly "Good Evening!", holding up photos of Elian and Waco, passing out "Wanted" posters of J.R.
The fantasy went "poof"! Right here in the middle of their stronghold - an American college campus - the Red State Enemies lined both sides of the sidewalk - reminding them of the hard reality that the Clintoon Era is dead and gone.
"Sigh! We should have snuck in the back door!"
(PS: I never did find out --- WHO DID J.R. KILL? anyway?)
We rained on their parade all right. There was this one leftist that seemed rather familiar. He got into a shouting match with one of the TRT guys. He was still yelling as he went through the double doors.
Say, wasn't that the same dude from last winter when we had them run the FReeper gauntlet at city hall? I'll bet you ten bucks he is a professor of some sort, all high and mighty.