My WalMart dream

So, anyway, years ago, when I was a much angrier, much younger man, I had a dream.  An actual, happened while I was asleep dream.
So, the gist is, after I had a really bad series of experiences with the WalMart in York, PA, I had a disturbing, yet pleasing dream.
I dreamed that I was walking through the store, with my mechanics hammer in my right hand, and a cattle prod in my left.
I approached certain customers, and asked them simple questions.
Likely contestants wore: men with more than 2 car logo items of attire (such as a Ford hat and Chevy belt buckle) or a moo-moo with flip flops.
The questions:  such gems as, who was the first president of the US?  2 minus 3?  Who is on the 5 dollar bill?  What color are John Deere tractors?
Anyone who failed the test (two chances only) was shocked with the prod, then clubbed with the hammer like a baby seal. The whole dream was seen though the eyes of the security cams (I used to work in retail security, briefly).  I moved from department to department, thinning the herd.  I woke up when I was leaving the store and entering the larger mall the store was attached to, heading for the dollar  store and Value City.
Keep in mind, I was a liberal democrat at the time, going to a liberal arts school, deep in the belly of the beast (aka, York, PA)
This is the same town, where on my first weekend there, I went to a local diner (called the Dive by the locals, Donut Delite by the owner) to get a coffee and soak up the local color.  While reading the paper, I saw on page 2 that there was an upcoming Klan rally.  I expressed shock, verbally, "no way, there's a fucking Klan rally?!?", to which the bubba sitting next to me at the counter swivels on his stool and say, "Yeah, you going?". Without a trace of humor or irony.
Anyway, since then, as I have evolved, I've had the dream again, but now it usually involves asking hippies and skaters trying to be political activists simple history questions, like who was president at the start of the Vietnam war?  Which country held Vietnam as a possession prior to the war?  Who gave Haliburton the original no-bid contract to support the military overseas?  Etc.
Wrong answers meet with the same fate.
Why do I bring this up today?  I was reading Frank's latest over at IMAO, involving Bush, baseball bats and the UN.  Not for the first time, I feel a kinship with Frank.  And not just when I neglect my meds.
Anyway, if there is room in AirForce 1 or the presidential Limo for me, my prod and my hammer, I will gladly join the road trip to Turtle Bay, and if needed, Brussels, to do my part.