Any trip to Michigan Avenue will present you with lots and lots of things to see.
There are shit-tons of tourists, some locals, lots street performers, homeless, beggars, street preachers and conspiracy nuts, like the guy pictured above.
This particular conspiracy nutter butter featured an edited set of signs. Edited not for grammar, but for length. Often, the conspiracy folks have long, hand-written signs that I take photos of to read later.
But this guy, phew. He pushed out a lot of unnecessary words and letters to give us messaging that appears to communicate that the FBI is Rape Headquarters. He also wants you to think the USA has druged [sic] his food and rapes him daily. Notice the effective cross out on the “D” in “raped.”
I’m not quite sure the significance of 4.4.2013.
And I’m not entirely sure how our local dictator Rahm Emanuel landed three Os in dictator.
I also can’t determine why he’s playing that guessing game where he stuck a card on his head and you have to help him guess what he is.
Maybe the rape is happening, because he keeps sitting on fences like the one he’s sitting on.
And maybe his food is drugged, because he forgets that he needs his meds to keep going.
Whatever the case, this image kept my attention and compelled me to grab a photo.