I however, won't be going. Apart from saving my energy for campaigning against arts cuts, I read Jon Ronson's the article in today's Guardian about the rap duo Insane Clown Posse. An aggressive, misogynist and foul-mouthed hip hop outfit recently self-outed as ironic/scheming evangelical Christians, they proselytise on behalf of the omnipotent with a song called Miracles, including this couplet:
Fuckin' magnets, how do they work?Maybe they'll be at the rally today and actually turn out to be cunning, if crude, pro-scientific satirists. Oh, hang on, the satire's already been done.
And I don't wanna talk to a scientist
Y'all motherfuckers lying and
getting me pissed.