The Washington Post reviews the style choices of vociferous protestors at health care town halls.

By and large, the shouters are dressed in a way that underscores their Average Guy — or Gal — bona fides. They are wearing T-shirts, baseball caps, promotional polo shirts and sundresses with bra straps sliding down their arm. They wear fuchsia bandannas and American-flag hankies wrapped around their skulls like sweatbands. A lot of them look as though they could be attending a sporting event. ….

What would happen if all those unhappy townspeople showed up for these meetings in suit jackets, like high school debaters prepared to take on their opponents with facts and nimble intellect rather than histrionics? Would they garner more respect? Would they compel more lawmakers to rethink their positions rather than merely repeat, again and again — in a voice that has the tone of an impatient kindergarten teacher — the same core points?

This is one of the weirder but more thought-provoking perspectives on the town hall brouhahas I’ve read. As someone who believes that presentation is half the battle, I wonder: If people dressed for these events like they dress (or used to dress, I haven’t been in a while) for church, would the level of mutual exchange be elevated?

I know that, on some level, I take these people less seriously not just because of their lunatic-fringe rants about Hitler and death panels, but also because they look like slobs.