The quintessential Homeless Bum; filthy clothes, filty persona, beard, and matted long hair exists just down the street from my upper middle class apartment. I'm never at home in the AM but this morning I was and walked to and from the market passing his place of sublime filth. His spot is located in a protected area behind the large a/c unit of the restaurant, two low walls, and a large bush. His possessions are the clothes on his back, some newspapers, and a large boom box. This morning both to and from the market he was listening to.............

Rush Limbaugh.