Invasion of the Republicans

I'm used to standing outside my building on smoke breaks and seeing dreadlocked farmers-market-goers, tattooed and pierced joggers, and bicyclists all over the place. Today I went to my usual smoking area and saw instead generic, suited-up businessmen exiting large shuttle busses and hailing taxis, snot-nosed trust fund college kids scoffing at the locals, and an influx of black Suburbans and Yukons.

I'm a little unnerved at all the activity, the snipers that are just barely visible on surrounding rooftops, the sudden discomfort I feel discussing left-leaning politics out loud in front of the smug-looking passers-by... the Twin Cities, while a good-sized metropolitan area, is not really what I would think of as a huge attraction for people like the RNC-goers. I find the decision to bring it here to be rather interesting and a bit confusing, but then again, what do I know?

I have one more smoke break before my workday is over. If I see any drunken Republican sex scandals occur outside the hotel next door, you'll be the first to know.