December 2nd, 2008 at 11:00PM
I have a confession to make: I stood outside the Apple Store at 8 in the morning the day after Thanksgiving. I felt really lame and out of place but I really was hoping for a deal on a new computer because of previously stated laptop theft. But while I was standing in line some young college age kids were parading a banner around downtown that read, “Nevermind The Spectacle: Don’t Buy Their $hit!” with a gigantic Anarchy sign painted on it. At first, I chuckled and grabbed my camera on my phone to catch a snapshot because it was pretty funny but then my view on the situation drastically changed. One kid was preaching through a microphone about returning items bought and not joining the Zombie Apocalypse (whatever the fuck that meant). Things just weren’t adding up and I started getting pissed. I felt cheated: 1.) If I have to hear/see you while you’re preaching at me about consumerism, please, don’t wear a $200 Krome messenger bag and nicer shoes than anyone on Michigan Ave.  2.) Have something to say. I would love to hear something insightful, life changing, cause-worthy. If i wanted to hear these cliches, I’d start listening to Anti-Flag again and feel cheated all over again.  3.) Stay in the South Loop on Friday morning. Geez, you anarchists go to nice schools and probably have big comfy beds. Let your parents do all the consuming for you.  I’m just bitter. I love a good protest but that was lame. 

I have a confession to make: I stood outside the Apple Store at 8 in the morning the day after Thanksgiving. I felt really lame and out of place but I really was hoping for a deal on a new computer because of previously stated laptop theft. But while I was standing in line some young college age kids were parading a banner around downtown that read, “Nevermind The Spectacle: Don’t Buy Their $hit!” with a gigantic Anarchy sign painted on it. At first, I chuckled and grabbed my camera on my phone to catch a snapshot because it was pretty funny but then my view on the situation drastically changed. One kid was preaching through a microphone about returning items bought and not joining the Zombie Apocalypse (whatever the fuck that meant). Things just weren’t adding up and I started getting pissed. I felt cheated:

1.) If I have to hear/see you while you’re preaching at me about consumerism, please, don’t wear a $200 Krome messenger bag and nicer shoes than anyone on Michigan Ave. 

2.) Have something to say. I would love to hear something insightful, life changing, cause-worthy. If i wanted to hear these cliches, I’d start listening to Anti-Flag again and feel cheated all over again. 

3.) Stay in the South Loop on Friday morning. Geez, you anarchists go to nice schools and probably have big comfy beds. Let your parents do all the consuming for you. 

I’m just bitter. I love a good protest but that was lame. 

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