Protest dreams! (Kick that's your fault.) Waking up with a pointless political rant isn't all it's cracked up to be. And this because a woman came up to me at that protest in Kick's photo and bitched at me because my sign said, "Rat Bastards" with a drawing of a rat that Chris Grotke had drawn for me. I'd added blood to the mouth for a bit of vampire chic.
Her argument was that it was disrespectful. I switched
focus and said, "That's why we're here. So you can say what you think
and I can carry this sign." Pure deflection. She huffed and flounced off
and I didn't have to tell her she was insane. People actually think
there can be a revolution without offending anyone. It gives me the WTF
face. And I'd called the protest; I felt proprietary about it. Well, all
this helps the Left Wing get nowhere.
At one point during that
protest, a guy in a car pulled over and yelled at me, "Who are the Rat
Bastards?" and I yelled back, "All of them!" He whooped and beeped his
horn, taking off (you never know what drivers will do. I've gotten the
finger for holding a sign that said, "Vote Today"). That was in one dream
that wandered into something about Dora organizing a sandwich run.
And then there was the episode of "This Week in the Police State"...
Kick's dog barked, a neighbor called the cops and 5 patrol cars
pulled up at her house. Much insanity and a "Where are your papers??"
scene later, all I can do is wonder at what subtle moment did we go from
giving the cops your name to having to provide state-issued
I'm keeping the sign over the peephole in my
door. It says, "Don't answer the door because it might be The Man. "
Thank you, Sherman Hemsley.
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