where's my bastille?
i've weighed the prospects of taking to the streets: i couldn't do much good.
"taking up arms" doesn't seem like a verb that can be used in the present tense.
rousing the masses, brainwashed by propaganda is an impossibility: one cannot be passionate about destroying something if one doesn't know that one is being screwed-over.
what will i do, you ask?
i have enough black clothes to last me one week.
i have enough french revolution quotes to spout on the hour.
i have enough determination to fast for as long as i can go without fainting.
34 minutes 'til the first poll-closings...
1 Comments:
okay, I posed this to you before but I think you need to reconsider: instead of a hunger strike, a non-stop eating strike. we just won't stop cramming our faces until the right person is in office. it'll be awesome-- kerry will be president and we will be obese -martha
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