As I was standing along the guard rails at Gov. Bentley’s inauguration parade on Monday, I overheard on a nearby police radio that there were protesters in the area.
Now, I had heard that a few protesters had turned their back on the governor during his speech earlier in the day, but I was hoping for an all-out 60’s-style protest — posters with clever phrases, screaming and howling half-naked hippies, maybe even a guy with a guitar singing about the onslaught of oppression across the country.
Needless to say, I was left wanting.