I'm sitting on the front porch browning in the brilliance of the sun. Two young men walk by. Scrunny but cheerful chaps they are. One is wearing a brimmed hat pushed back high on his forehead and in his hands holds a silver trumpet. The other wears thick glasses and carries a great tattered flag over his shoulders. It is a red rectangle above a black rectangle and the two colors are held together with a strip of elctric tape. They stop at the end of the walk way in front of the porch, eyeing Beth's boots that she had put out on the curb.
"Are these free for the taking?" the trumpeter asks?
"They are," I say.
He's happy for the gift and with boots in hand, continues down the street.
"Hey," I call, "What does your flag mean?"
They look back smiling. "Anarchy", they say and turn back away.
I chuckle to myself. Anarchist politely asking if they can hall away a free pair of old boots. They aren't very good anarchist.
2 comments:
Anarchists should always be polite and respectful, there's really no contradiction between these things and anarchism
Your right, there is no connection between anarchy and politeness. The more interesting picture is that of two college kids being college kids, adapting new ideologies and literally parading them down the street. There is no real connection to anarchy at all. I've seen all kinds of parades on Indian street, this one just happened to make me smile more than most.
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