Postgame San Diego Octobal Global It was a busy day for the San Diego cell. Some of us deployed to protest the Westboro Baptist Church invasion, some raided the org, and many of us went down later to troll a Teabagger rally downtown on our turf. Raid was good. We picked up a newfag who used to be in the cult for a number of years, who bought a mask and joined us. We had around 8 peeps at peak, one of the regulars got into some bad Chinese fud last night and couldn't make it today. The Scifags had their shields up, but put out their tape deck of theta music and turned it up. We had no music, cuz I bought a new pack of batteries. There were four. Deck takes six. Poo. Lotta horn love today, thumbs up, raised fists, motorists yelling, "EEEYOW!" in support. Several pedestrians stopped to chat, many more took cards and fliers. There was a lot of interest today, and our Spanish speaking /b/rother fired lightning speed Spanish at Latinos walking past. Cops were called, duh. I walked up to talk to the officer and he asked, "What's the problem?" I said we had no problem, he probably wanted to talk to the people "in there." I mentioned that we were conducting a lawful protest; weren't blocking the sidewalk or the org driveways, and abiding by the law. So, he negotiated his way around the barriers and went into the org. While he was in there, THEY TURNED OFF THEIR TAPE DECK and it stayed off for the duration! When he left, he didn't approach us, but met up to chat with another officer around the corner for a few. When he went back to his car, he was approached by Gerry, the SO woman who apparently Sea Orgs her intentions all over the San Diego org. She wasted his time for maybe ten minutes, probably bawwing about us or offering to fund the Police Athletic League, who knows. Some of us walked up past her to stand on the corner, and she gave us the OT stinkeye. But, she was talking with the officer, so I smirked at her, Anomynous Basterd style, and kept walking. Ben Ghiora came up the sidewalk and ignored us. We caught some Scilon hiding behind the barriers with a camera, but when we noticed him, he scuttled quickly back inside. When we were done with the org, we met up downtown where the Teabaggers were meeting. That was lulzy, all you have to say is, "Tired of Obama's lies?" and they'd take a moldy tortilla covered in vomit. I swear, it was so friggin easy to troll them, we gave away all our Lemon Party fliers, then vanished into the afternoon. This is true.