Sadly, and I hate saying it as it's been a very major part of my social activities over many decades, motorsport does seem to attract a large portion of the moronic side of those that we have to share oxygen with unfortunately.
Don't come across this breed of creature up in the 'ills and mountains, where most either just quietly go about enjoying a bit of excercise, peace and quiet, and are generally pleasant.
Have to agree that a fair number of those you see at Motorsport do seem to be from a different species that hopefully never breeds but then in my limited recent visits also see good numbers of stunning totty attached to the sort of blokes you hated years ago when they could get girls just by looking.
People watching is imho one of the BIG pleasures, especially if you give them names like Mr and Mrs Road Accident (they used to live across the road from us) or play games like who can spot the most horrendously dressed person in Tescos.
Just try to avoid thinking that they are also watching you too, giving you names and scores