SAN DIEGO — Everybody is trying to get into the act at Comic-Con International.
While walking to the San Diego Convention Center for the first full day of convention programming, this reporter was passed by a bike cabbie. The city is infested with oversized tricycles with back seats looking to pedal your lazy butt to the Gas Lamp Quarter and beyond.
The cabbie that cruised up alongside me was spouting the sort of crazy talk you're encouraged to walk away from it comes from an unfortunate homeless individual wearing a tinfoil hat.
I paraphrase: "They're not from around here. Why the hell don't they go back to where they came from? I don't want them in my city. You listening to me? Get 'em out of here!"
As he sped away from the intersection, I was looking for a license number to report him for spewing his whack-job racist jibber-jabber while on the job. What I saw instead was the District 9 signage plastered all over his bike.
The cabbie was doing a bit -- playing up the pseudo-reality alien immigrant theme in the upcoming movie. And, I assume he was doing so without the encouragement of Tristar Pictures.
There's no telling how many people he played his part for as he exercised his trade across downtown -- if that was in fact what he was doing.
Photo: John Scott Lewinski/Wired.com
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