Protest!
Sit-ins. Walk-outs. Smashing up the headquarters of a major political party. Chaining yourself to the railings outside your local sweet shop because they changed Marathons to Snickers. How have you stuck it to The Man?
( , Thu 11 Nov 2010, 12:24)
Sit-ins. Walk-outs. Smashing up the headquarters of a major political party. Chaining yourself to the railings outside your local sweet shop because they changed Marathons to Snickers. How have you stuck it to The Man?
( , Thu 11 Nov 2010, 12:24)
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Making a fat racist angry
I was with a friend going to the gym, we had to use a cash point so he parked the car, and we proceded on foot. Just next to the cash point was a BNP stand, with a couple of chavs handing out flyers. Now my friend is mixed race, I was clearly mates with him, yet they still held out leaflets expecting us to take them. Obviously neither of us took them, we chose to loudly discuss what a joke the BNP was, and how Nick Griffin was a half witted thug no more suited to lead a conga than a political party.
Back in the car, lights stopped us alongside the stand. It was summer and the windows were down, we continued to mock the BNP, then I was dared to shout somthing. And shout I did. "Fuck off facists!" I yelled as the lights changed and we bravely sped away, air punching and shouing "yeah!"
Not exactly worthy of a film but I felt good!
( , Mon 15 Nov 2010, 18:08, Reply)
I was with a friend going to the gym, we had to use a cash point so he parked the car, and we proceded on foot. Just next to the cash point was a BNP stand, with a couple of chavs handing out flyers. Now my friend is mixed race, I was clearly mates with him, yet they still held out leaflets expecting us to take them. Obviously neither of us took them, we chose to loudly discuss what a joke the BNP was, and how Nick Griffin was a half witted thug no more suited to lead a conga than a political party.
Back in the car, lights stopped us alongside the stand. It was summer and the windows were down, we continued to mock the BNP, then I was dared to shout somthing. And shout I did. "Fuck off facists!" I yelled as the lights changed and we bravely sped away, air punching and shouing "yeah!"
Not exactly worthy of a film but I felt good!
( , Mon 15 Nov 2010, 18:08, Reply)
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