My job frequently involves some quality people watching (a few weeks ago there was a nudist bike ride, like, suddenly naked dudes on bikes).
And just now I looked up from the desk to see the largest swarm of middle-aged white men. Like, sixty of ‘em. Swarming down State Street like they’d just discovered a bar down the block was about to give free Johnnie Walker Black to everyone there watching the final round of the Masters.
It was sort of alarming.
