The Great Debate
Today is the day! The third and final presidential debate is happening...right here in Tempe! This is like Christmas. I have tickets to the Kerry pre-debate party, debate watch, and post debate rally. With the Foo Fighters.
My friend Jason and I made teeshirts. They are anti-Bush. I have heard rumors about people being arrested for their anti-Bush teeshirts. I have this great envisionment of me and my friends, being pulled away from the group of only mildly active activists. Pulled by overly agressive cops, disguised from humanity by face masks, riot gear, and billy clubs. Twisting our arms around, making a big scene. Yelling intelligent opressed activist-isms such as "Fuck you, you can't take away my rights! What about freedom of speech?" And then being loaded on a big paddy wagon with other enemies of the state. All refusing to speak until we can have our lawyers present. Sitting in jail for days martyred for our stubborn refusal to play their game. For standing up for the rights of humanity and the common man. (insert shaking fist in air)
In reality. We will wear our shirts. March in the march. And if anyone questions us, we will run.
My next post might be from jail. I will let you know.
My friend Jason and I made teeshirts. They are anti-Bush. I have heard rumors about people being arrested for their anti-Bush teeshirts. I have this great envisionment of me and my friends, being pulled away from the group of only mildly active activists. Pulled by overly agressive cops, disguised from humanity by face masks, riot gear, and billy clubs. Twisting our arms around, making a big scene. Yelling intelligent opressed activist-isms such as "Fuck you, you can't take away my rights! What about freedom of speech?" And then being loaded on a big paddy wagon with other enemies of the state. All refusing to speak until we can have our lawyers present. Sitting in jail for days martyred for our stubborn refusal to play their game. For standing up for the rights of humanity and the common man. (insert shaking fist in air)
In reality. We will wear our shirts. March in the march. And if anyone questions us, we will run.
My next post might be from jail. I will let you know.
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