Dude, I love “good ole boy” camo. When I’m working I drive a big F350 filled with shovels and rakes and implements of destruction, wear boots and work pants, and generally blend into the blue collar landscape of semi rural Maine. And it’s so fun to watch somebody’s face change when they realize I don’t hate trans people or Mexicans or libruls, and even better when it dawns on them that I in fact, think they’re the disgusting ones.