I waited my turn, and it appeared to be about time for me to ask the question, when the debate moderator, Rick Amato, unexpectedly called upon the Disk Jockey, a retired cop, who had been sitting behind his DJ booth, to ask “his” question. A few citizens behind me groaned in protest. I was then shortly thereafter told by Mr. Amato's assistant in a consolatory tone that I was not going to get a chance to ask my question, since the final question was reserved for the co-moderator of the event. The CCW crowd behind me, which had grown by a few additional individuals by now, overhead this. Thus begun the low murmur of discontent that, in retrospect, is a sound that can only be generated by seriously angry men.
The Tea Bag Brigade has been around now for quite awhile. You would think that the political types would think twice before shutting folks down after they waited patiently for a chance to be heard.