Lewis Black

A fan near the Fountain

I just picked the black hat to wear because it was free and relatively clean.

Standing in line at the pharmacy in Fountain Hills, Az, home of Sheriff Joe and his posse, I didn’t expect anyone would notice.

“Is that a Lewis Black shirt,” a round-faced lady in her 60’s or 70’s asked.


I got the hat as part of a Lewis Black giveaway.

We will ignore the word salad error — confusing shirt and hat. Lewis Black fans are surprising old — not all of them can afford the prevagen that he is taking. (That’s funny if you have heard his routine about Jelly Fish).

More surprisingly, she spotted the hat while I was turned toward the pharmacist.   She had to spot it with just looking at the “L and B”…

Shocking, that someone in Fountain Hills would even know who Lewis Black is. This is the Republican stronghold of Sheriff Joe and Trump rallies.  Fountain Hills Blvd. is loaded with churches. Presbyterians, Catholics and two flavors of Lutherans.

You have to look hard to find the one and only temple. Not to put too fine a point on it, but many more Lewis Black fans light the menorah than take communion.

Finding the one other Lewis Black fan in Fountain Hills is like finding a good steak at the vegan colony.

“I’m a big fan,” she said.

Did I reach out to make her feel welcome?


Did I connect on some human level to let her know that she was not alone in this conservative world?


I did what the hat did.

I quietly flipped her off and smiled.

“Me too.” I said.

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