A lumberjack . . .

The remarkable thing about running through downtown Miami at lunch hour in nothing but Nikes and a red, white and blue thong is how many people don't notice.

They were talking on their phones; shuffling documents; concentrating on walking.

Not until he climbed the steps of the Miami-Dade Courthouse did a few lawyerly types point and smile at the nearly naked man. He was Michael Tisdale, a lumberjack hailing from the Redland, protesting the state of the nation.



This had nothing to do with his being a lumberjack.

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