While I will admit that they were very organized and relatively respectful, compared to some other cities in which I had to do the same (likely because they’re so used to being such civic busy-bodies and dealing with the process), they were quite “unique” in the way that they recited self-authored poetry, cried, and generally just melted down emotionally when it came their turn to comment. Oh, and there was tie-dye, lots of tie-dye. The hardest part was having to stand up on the same platform as the council members and try not to burst out laughing at their lunacy.
The biggest difference with the Supreme Court idiot is that he found a larger stage upon which to display his emotional breakdown.
From Boulder, nothings shocking.