Street preachers suck

I truly despise street preachers. There was one at the Pioneer Square on Thursday, had an electronic voice amplifier of some sort, and he was dressed in what looked like a poor man's hazmat suit and shouting violently like a deranged lunatic. I have no idea what he was ranting about, because I was very carefully Not Listening, but I wanted to punch him in the face while wearing brass knuckles (which I don't own). Instead, I settled for screaming at him to shut the fuck up, and flipping him off, right before getting onto the MAX.