Dear 9/11 Truther man (and lackeys, no evil person gets away without some help from their friends): You were all out in full force on Spring Garden road today, spreading your message of truth, honesty and transparency in government; through the tried and tested method of yelling at me, and shoving my girlfriend out of the way.

Ok, yes, I admit, I tore your poster off the pole and maybe that wasn't all that cool, but really, I have no desire to read your clap-trap whilst enjoying the sunshine and my lady's company.

I wrote this, because, I've been thinking about our encounter all day and something about it has stuck with me. You've taught me something today, Mr. Truther man. Something very important, that my father never could. You really affirmed the notion that assholes are everywhere and left me feeling fine, in that. I hope you had a wonderful day, and many people come to your rally... (well, not really, but I hope the sun was nice). —Disgruntled and Startled Ginger