protest

there was a protest on my way home from work tonight. I don't know what they were upset about, but they had police escorts.

"1,2,3,4, we can't take it anymore!" they chanted over a bullhorn.

"reform, not deform!"

they were a mobile protest, walking down the street in the same direction I was going. i was about a block ahead of them, occasionally looking over my shoulder to see where they were.

Large angry mobs and police lights flashing behind me tend to equal bad experience.

There was a homeless man asleep, or at least laying down, on a bench as I passed by. I looked at the motionless body, then back at the bullhorn yelling mob. All I could think was; "shut up already, can't you see he's trying to sleep?"

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