Location: Chicago, Illinois, United States

Thursday, August 12, 2010

A Socialist Outside City Hall

Sitting on the stone bench outside City Hall in my red T-shirt, I watch for police. They will come, for I represent disorder, but for now only trash blows down the street.

With a pen in my hand and social justice in my blood, I am obnoxious. I ask questions. I agitate. It's my job to hold your ass to the fire, no matter how terrific or powerful your ass, no matter how much shit it can spew and how fine-smelling that shit. I believe in the people. Your example corrupts their essential goodness. You call it rugged individualism, but I call it selfishness. I call it exploitation. I am right. You are wrong. You want duality? You got duality.

Think you can bribe me? I keep a coin in my pocket to remind me what money can do. I keep a condom in my pocket to remind me what sex can do. I like to press the coin into the condom's circle. Money, sex, humanism.



Blogger sybil law said...

This sounds like a lot of people I know...

9:10 AM  
Blogger JMH said...

The Left is good.

11:56 PM  
Anonymous Asylum Dolly said...


Totally picturing you with a mowhawak right now.

4:21 AM  
Anonymous Asylum Dolly said...

Um....or a mowhawk even- the mowhawaks non retarded cousin.

4:23 AM  
Blogger JMH said...

The mowhawak is a mohawk with clumps missing. After you get that haircut, they give you a free helmet because they know you'll need it.

9:21 PM  

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