I'd like to formally nominate this man as the voice of a revolution because... Fuck. Subway. Performers. In fact, fuck anyone in the subway looking for money. I cringe every time someone enters my car with a guitar, violin, stereo system or even wearing a winter jacket when it's the summer and smelling like a walking waste treatment facility, because I know what is about to go down: them performing whatever song and dance they have planned and me -- like a guy at the bar ignoring the ugly stripper who just got off the pole -- awkwardly pretending that I didn't see or hear what just happened.
The only problem with this video, and this particular enraged old man, is that he broke, he forgot where came from, he started singing his distaste for the performers out loud while the performer played the fucking guitar. He became everything he hates.