Life is like that. One day you just wake up, have a cup of coffee, kiss your wife and kids goodbye, and off to work on a typical police day. But then, you remember suddenly what day it is: It's Protest Day! A day where you would stand in a line creating a human barricade against a bunch of frenzied, probably misguided people who complain to the ( Read more... )

Once again there is a rally in school. Or rather, was. There was a mob of students in the building-with-giant-columns-behind-the-Oblation who carried with them anti-administration posters with the intention of kicking out our president (or usurper-president, as they say) by making a noise barrage in school. Now they are in some busy road, clogging ( Read more... )