1
“It’s harder and harder to move these days. The air keeps coagulating around me. At first I resisted, but every expenditure of energy just feeds another peso into the machine. I wish I could at least look up at the moon. My eyeballs are tired of reflecting concrete.”

“Power to the people! Let’s take it to the streets!”

“Enough already! Don’t you realize we’re nothing more than a grotesque army of highly trained masochists unleashing one desire after another onto the world?”

“Ooh. I love your cynicism. It’s such a turn-on.”

“All is suffering.”

“I love your sense of irony, too. It really gets me hot.”

“We create situations that we have learned will allow us to play certain familiar roles and experience specific emotional responses, but these false constructs are just futile attempts to escape the suffering, and this of course only causes more suffering.”

“My feet are baking. I want you to suck on my toes till they’re black and blue.”

“Even our most sincere attempts at freedom are nothing more than highly articulated sandtraps. More roles to fall and sink into. The more we try to climb out, the quicker we sink. Like stupid ants.”

“It’s so hot and I can’t stop sweating. My chanclas are melting into the pavement.”

“We’re constantly devising new ways to enslave ourselves, even in the very act of seeking liberation. No one is more blinded to their own enslavement than those who think they’re free, and those who think they are struggling to be free. What we really need is a truly transformative experience that makes us acutely aware of the roles we play, and some way of permanently regenerating this kind of experience on a moment-by-moment basis so that the roles never have a chance to gain a foothold.”

“What I truly need is a shower and some deodorant. I really stink today.”

“Or, we could just make some more protest signs.”

“No, seriously. Can you smell me?”

“March around between yellow police tape lines.”

“I just want to find a nice patch of shade and collapse into the sidewalk.”

“Concrete is the most reflective surface on earth but if you’re not careful, it will dissolve into sand and swallow you whole on a hot summer day like this.”

“My brain is sticky. I feel like a big gooey piece of melted gum.”

“Be quiet, I’m thinking.”

“I’m sinking.”

2
“I really want to touch your brain but I’m afraid my fingertips will melt it.”

“I can’t tell if it’s a big hunk of ice or just cool clear glass.”

“My spine is tingling with the anticipation of first contact, but this is probably just another symptom of the same old disease.”

“Pause.”

“Seize.”

“Freeze.”

3
“Hey. That guy is a fascist.”

“So is that one.”

“Her too.”

“They’re all a bunch of fascists.”

“Fucking fascists.”

“I hate fascists. I wish they would all get brain cancer and die.”

“Yeah. I’m glad I’m not a fascist.”

“Me too.”

“Me three.”

“All my friends are Anti-Fascist.”

“Well, you have to be. What else can you do?”

“Yeah, you’re either with them or you’re against them.”

“At least they make it easy to figure out.”

“I wish all the fascists would just disappear and leave us alone.”

“Maybe aliens will come and take them away.”

“Do you think the aliens will be our friends or our enemies?”

“I think if the aliens are a more evolved race, then they would probably be anarchists and they would be nice to us and they would hate the fascists like we do.”

“Yeah. Anarchist aliens would be cool.”

“Hey, but what if they’re fascist aliens?”

“Then why would they take away the fascists?”

“So THEY could be the ones to run things, of course.”

“Hey...maybe the fascists ARE aliens.”

“Hey, yeah...that would explain a lot.”

“Yeah...”

“Well, I’m glad I’m not an alien.”

“Me too.”

“Me three.”

4
“You know, I think I’m pretty free.”

“Good for you.”

“Don’t you think I’m pretty free?”

“Yeah sure. Whatever.”

“I mean, there’s always going to be someone trying to take away your freedom. Don’t you think it’s more important to be free inside your head no matter what else is going on?”

“I don’t know, that’s something you’ll have to work out between your own belly and brain. Hopefully both aren’t empty at the same time.”

“Well anyway, I know I’m free because I’m an anarchist.”

“Yeah. Okay.”

“Don’t you think so?”

“Look, what is that you need from me exactly anyway?”

“Tell me I’m free.”

“Then you’ll leave me alone?”

“Yes.”

“Okay. You’re free.”

“No, say it like you mean it.”

“You are free.”

“No. Like you MEAN it.”

“You. Are. So. Fucking. Free.”

“Thank you. I feel so much better now. How much do I owe you?”

“Don’t worry about it. It’s on the house.”

“No, I insist.”

“Really, it’s no problem. Forget about it.”

“No, I insist.”

“You don’t owe me anything.”

“No, I insist.”

5
“I wish you could just say what you’re thinking.”

“I wish I could just tell you how I feel.”

“Shh. Don’t say another word.”

“It’s a disease.”