“Mob rule is necessary,” one shrieking woman shouted before security personnel could settle her down.
Nearly a dozen women erupted in unison, shouting, howling, screaming, in an unrecognizable venomous wail. They wouldn’t stop. There was fury, rage, hate, poison in the noise.
I leaned over to someone and whispered, “Pay attention, that’s what the Left sounds like.”
No they weren’t. They were the sounds of a group of people tinkering with discordant madness.
But the unhinged weren’t finished