Commie Teachers Descend Upon LA!

The Humble Patriot is in Los Angeles for a two-week Air Force Reserve commitment. Staying in a nice Hilton hotel, I have seen the typical hotel gentry: business travelers, wedding parties, tourists visiting Hollywood, etc. I even met a middle-aged Australian man named Allan who flew 14 hours to come here with his adult daughter. His purpose: To give his daughter a two-week tour of the greatest country in the world. When I told him I was a member of the U.S. Armed Forces, he insisted upon buying me a drink at the hotel bar. I was a little overwhelmed to have a foreigner telling me about the greatness of the United States, and your Humble Patriot got a little teary eyed. He also said I would feel right at home in Australia because Dewar's is the favorite drink there!

The next day, with high hopes for humanity after experiencing the magnanimity of Allan from Australia, the hotel atmosphere changed. The weekend was beginning and the business travelers were mostly gone. However, this Hilton seemed to be getting busier. The lobby was more crowded, and wait times for the elevator were getting longer throughout the day on Saturday. These new hotel guests were rather kooky looking. I was starting to wonder if a hippie convention was on the weekend schedule, or perhaps the Greens party was having a meeting. I saw a lot of unkempt hair, questionable personable hygiene, plus a lot of Birkenstocks and other "comfortable" shoes. I found myself riding up the elevator with an older guy wearing grubby jeans and a t-shirt that read, "A Defense Budget Leaves Every Child Behind." I was mentally preparing a question for him when he broke the ice by making a wisecrack about my short hair style! I laughed at his silly joke and took a step closer to see if he would feel uncomfortable. I commented, "Wow, there sure is a big group coming in to the hotel."

Grubby Bush hater replies, "Yeah, it's the State Council meeting of the California Teachers Association. There's over a thousand of us here for the weekend."

"One thousand of these guys," I was thinking. That explains the bad odor the hotel was developing. I was about to point out to him the free soap the Hilton puts in every room, but before I could say anything the elevator doors opened to the mezzanine and he disappeared into a sea of teacher's union representatives.

Later, after getting off the elevator on my floor I noticed an easel had been erected in the hallway, apparently for these CTA people to post flyers and notices. One of the postings was letting people know about the Black Panther's stance on education! Another was inviting people to the CTA Greens Party caucus. I was beginning to understand that this CTA council meeting is not so much about making children better through education, but about politics, money, and power.

Since the Humble Patriot is staying another week here, I'm certainly glad the Communist Teachers Association is wrapping up their council meetings today. On Monday I intend to give a hug to the first business traveler I see!