My friends are on the front page of every newspaper out there. My boy was being denounced on twitter. I have slept 5 hours total the last two days. Occupy DC is making a stand - and the amount of crazy media attention, it's nuts.
If you don't know what I am talking about, the Guardian has a pretty good article.
Everyone is very wound up. Rumors of raids, riots, and other night-time abuses have been running rampant around camp, from the plausible "the police aren't happy with us" to the 3 a.m. electricity-cut pepper spray and tear gas police mass beatings.
Needless to say, Occupiers were a little wound-up.
Eventually, people started going to bed, playing scrabble and guitar to accompany a group sing-a-long which diffused much of the stress temporarily.
Even with all the stress, the freezing cold, the constant threat of a raid, they aren't ready to leave.
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Monterey
(see title)
If you see a mention of another person,
it is a figment of your imagination.
Neither you, them, your imagination, or figments exist.
Falling jelly
Monterey
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