- Courtesy of Vermin Supreme
If there is one person who stands out among the crowds this week, it’s Vermin Supreme. That may have something to do with the boot on his head, or the absurd banter that blares through his bullhorn. (My favorite line this week directed toward police on soggy Monday: "Where are your armored, riot-control umbrellas?”).
Reporters can’t seem to pin just one label on Supreme: He’s an anarchist, performance artist, prankster, fringe candidate, “friendly fascist,” professional protest de-escalator, and — as we saw during this week’s Roving Radical Dance Party — a very effective MC. (He cannot sing, however.)
