People Staring At Me WIth Hate in Their Eyes

We're going to introduce a new feature here at Fists With Your Toes, people who stare at me with hate as I take photos.

When I cover events, I usually take my own photos. Sometimes when I'm going through them later, I catch someone in the background, staring at me with unadulterated hatred in their eyes.

I'm going to start it out with one from a few weeks ago, when I was covering the Air Show. I was originally going to do a whole recap as Part II of my weekend in the trenches, but this was the only funny part about the afternoon, so I'll just add it.

I'm on the Andrews Air Force Base tarmac, where there are dozens of planes, and some speech going on. As I take some photos of the speakers, I snap a photo, the one you see below.


The gentleman in the front row is Gen. Norton Schwartz, Chief of Staff of the Air Force. I snapped this photo, because I thought it was a nice photo of him and his wife interacting with that little kid with the headphones.

But let's take a closer look at the women sitting next to Gen. Schwartz, his wife, Suzie. They were both at the event I'd covered the previous night, and both seem to be very pleasant people.

But Mrs. Schwartz apparently isn't very happy with me, as shown in this blown-up shot of her.


She does not look very happy with me. In the photo before this shot, she was all smiles looking at this kid, and now she's looking at some prick reporter take a picture, she isn't having any of it.

After the speech, I wander around, and snap a few photos, including this one:


Seems pretty ordinary, right?

Look closer at the man in the background:


He looks like he is about to rape me. In the face.

What the fuck is the deal? Was my dick hanging out or something? Was I mistakenly wearing my Nazi hat? Why are these random people glaring at me while I take photos?

Fast forward to yesterday afternoon. I was covering a burial service at Arlington National Cemetery, where a Medal of Honor winnder was being buried there. I snapped this photo of the soldiers folding an American flag.


Looks pretty normal, a solemn moment, featuring The Old Guard, who are the ceremonial unit for the Army. They are well disciplined, and represent the height of discipline of the U.S. military.

So why is the guy in the center of the picture staring at me with such rancor in the middle of the burial service? Take a closer look:


Ouch. He looks like he is about five seconds away from jumping across the grave and beating the everloving shit out of me.

I hope you enjoy this new feature, I'll try to post them as they come up.