AT THE DEMOCRATIC NATIONAL CONVENTION
BY Grammarian
The Democratic Party's national convention was in Los Angeles from August 14 to 17, and on the afternoon of the 14th, while the scripted speeches and bright colors played on television, a few hundred activists gathered at a square downtown. There were protesters protesting big oil, logging, sweatshops, the death penalty, corporate globalism, the treatment of the homeless, union busting, the corporate media, nukes, military spending, police brutality, the genetic alteration of food, and poor bus service. Some members of the Los Angeles Cacophony Society, always eager to demonstrate their social awareness, were also in attendance, dressed in knifed-up, bloody clothing, painted deathly green, and carrying signs saying Zombies for Gore.
Before the second terrible folk singer had finished his song about illegal immigration legislation, we were playing clumsy zombie rugby with a rubber brain, spilling fake blood, and trying to eat our signs. When one of us had to go to the bathroom, we asked two police officers if we could use the facilities in the parking garage below the square. They smiled and said no. "Well where are we supposed to put together our bombs, then?" whined one of the zombies, and we returned to menacing the Green Party. A camera crew from MTV stopped to ask us questions about "what our message was," and we said, "grrrr" in various modulations. Miffed, the newscaster said in her best spoiled-little-white-girl voice, "but this is your chance to get your message out." We said "grrr" again and tried to eat her, but she was able to run away.
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