It defied imagination.
There were about 40 of us with signs and American flags, and for some reason they found the existence of our little band to be a huge threat to the survival of the human race. Most just walked by, but many stopped and felt they had to shout us down.
Unwashed hippie types, of the "grandma" and "college" variety. They were like broken records, screaming the same phrases over and over no matter what we said. Their favorite was "ENLIST! ENLIST!" Never mind that most of us had.
Oh, and they were fond of screamng that we were a bunch of chickenhawk, warmongering, racist, homophobe scum. Or something like that. The capitol police didn't do their usual fine job; the moonbats were allowed to get behind us. It got a little dicey for awhile.
I just ordered a T-shirt with the "HALP US JON CARRY.... WE ARE STUK IN IRAK" photo on the front. The back of course, is in support of our troops!
(And another extended family member is on levy, too.)