I am still up for it.
Last time, I think some sucker tried to shoot up the Capitol building about the same time we were discussing marching in. It sort of diluted our more subtle expression of dissatisfaction. Then my own personal life took me away from things a bit.
And a year slipped by.
OK, I will beat the drum again.
A Massacree, by the way is a political absurdity, such as the arrest of Arlo Guthrie for littering, and his subsequent disqualification from military service for his criminal record. Moral turpitude, indeed!
See the album: The Alice’s Restaurant Masacree, by Arlo Guthrie.
And as a result, it became a movement.
So, I repeat the deal.
We pick a day.
And on that day every doper in the area, or willing to come to the area on that day, makes a sign, demanding action on his personal choice of issues. And we all meet as close to the Capitol Building as our current level of legal freedom allows. We chant a bit. (since we will all be chanting different stuff, we probably won’t need to keep it up long.) Then we march en mass away from the seat of power, still chanting, and carrying signs. When we find a place that sells beer, and has chairs, we sit and drink, and discuss the ramification of our day’s work.
We need to decide when to do it, and who to notify. I ain’t putting up no bond for you guys, so let’s stick with the “It’s all just a coincidence” theory. If you want to speak to your congressbeing, that’s your call, but if you invite him, make sure he knows the beer ain’t free.
We plan to peacefully assemble, and express grievances. We are unanimous in our desire to be heard. We will not tolerate the repression of our several opinions, nor do we accept that our differences require us to ignore our common cause.
Wednesday or Thursday is my best choice, but I can be flexible with a few weeks notice. The spring is also my choice, April, or May. Summer is to frickin’ hot, and the Congress skips town at the end of July.
Fall is too far away.
So, lets plan us a masacree.
The First Annual Straight Dope We Ain’t Kiddin’ This Time Masacree.
“All we are saying, is whatever we want.”
“We’re here, we’re there, we’re everywhere. Get used to it.”
“OK, if you don’t like me, listen to him. ------------>”
“Don’t make me come over there and vote!”
Tris