Crashing The Crashing The GateSo last night I attended Kos's book signing at Tower Books here in Sacramento.
First off: Kos is as so many of his friends describe: friendly, funny, personable, informed, and looks twelve-years-old.
The crowd was standing room only, the tiny landmark bookstore packed with Kos's fans, all thrilled to be there to hear what Kos had to say about his and Jerome's book, about his experiences with the Democratic Party Establishment, how he thought Colbert's WHC's dinner schtick was "fuckin' funny", all glad to be there to hear Kos speak --
except one guy. One loud-mouthed pathologically-egotistical-democratic-party-establishment hack.
The hack stood next to me, behind the 4-5 rows of seated guests, holding his darling baby girl in front of him as he chastised Kos, er, spoke ... for a twisted sort of protection I suppose. Had he not had his child as sheild, I imagined he would have worn a T-Shirt with pictures of fuzzy puppies emblazoned on the front, for you see, the hack wanted everyone to believe he was 'sensitive to the issues', that he was 'one of us', 'speaking up on behalf of true progressives everywhere', only challenging Kos on Kos's turf because Kos wasn't giving his audience the straight party dope, which is to say Kos wasn't discussing the democratic party through rose-colored lenses. What was standing next to me last night folks, was a walking, talking, live-action real-time Concern Troll.
I'd heard about Concen Trolls, but I hadn't ever come into contact with one. If you don't know this type of person, they say things like:
"Trust the party establishment, they know best."
"Good things are happening in the party; don't be so negative or it'll hurt 'us'."
"Being angry won't do the party any good. "
"Blah Blah Play Nice Blah Blah."
On and on and on went the Concern Troll, about how he knows best, his 20 years' experience tells him he knows best, how we must support the establishment or be marginalized. Blah blah blah.
When Kos changed subjects, Concern Troll took his message to the guy to his right, annoying all of us in the back because all we could then hear was him blathering on about his vastly superior knowledge of what's best for the party until I, and several other attendees, gave him the evil eye that said STFU!, followed by a resounding shhhhhhh!
I've never shhhhhhhed anyone. But I fucking well did him. What an ego that guy had! So jealous of Kos. So wanting a packed bookstore of adoring fans of his own. Pathetic.
At one point, Concern Troll and Kos got into it because Conern Troll couldn't wrap his bald head around the difference between total votes and percentages -- back and forth they went, the tension between Kos and those in attendance and Concern Troll getting thicker by the nano-second -- until several folks finally said to Concern Troll, "you aren't getting it! Time to move on." Or as the woman seated in the last row, closest to me and Concern Troll said, "Are you done yet?"
And under his breath, Concern Troll said to the gentleman to his right: "I consider Markos a friend. He's just being a fucking asshole for his fans." Penis envy, anyone?
Aside from Concern Troll, it was a great event. Seeing Kos in person, hearing him talk about his and Jerome's experiences on the road while gathering the materials for the book, their meeting other progressives, his funny stories, was definitely worth the price of CTG.
As soon as I got home with my new book I did what any other political junkie would do.... I got on line and read one of my favorite blogs.