Larouche isn't just a piece of shit, he is way off the deep end insane. Think Moonie insane.
A quick rundown, if anybody needs to know:
http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-srv/national/longterm/cult/larouche/main.htmBack when he was still Lyn Marcus, early 70s, I'd run into his followers up here in Canada and paid little attention. Until they stole my boyfriend. Actually, I'd already abandoned him, but I hadn't meant for them to take him. He was a nice classical guitar undergraduate student, politically correct but not active; I dragged him off to New Democratic Party weekends and such, and next thing I know, a mutual friend who had just moved back from Montreal was telling me he'd had a loon knocking on his door campaigning for Larouche for President ... yes, of the US ... yes, this was in Montreal ... and he had just looked at him and said say, aren't you Fred? didn't you go to __U? And anyhow, that was really the last I heard of him, and probably his parents are dead now so don't I wish I'd got in touch with them sometime in the last 30 years and inquired after Fred's health ...
I accosted a bunch of Larouchies in the Boston airport a few years after that incident, me acting all innocently curious - since I couldn't get them to accost me, and I was miffed, given that they had accosted everybody else in sight. I believe that was their Nuke Jane Fonda phase. Turns out that the T-shirt I was wearing, from the course I'd just been at, had warded them off. That had been the first session ever offered by the School of Popular Economics at U Mass Amherst, but they apparently had a line on it already. I was an evil dupe of something or other ...
Anyhow. Keep your lovers away from Lyndon Larouche, and do not read their pamphlets on AIDS! I hope that creepazoid boss didn't cause you any more pain than you already had.