They all took to the streets. Hundreds of thousands. Not because they all knew the world they lived in was full of hypocrisies, ruled by the greedy. Orders passed down through ranks growing thinner and more aggressive as they dropped. Most become so sick of it, they decide: ‘that’s just the way it is.’
The hundreds of thousands knew this. We all know this, somewhere, sometimes deeper in some.
The difference is these people were not only fed up, they were brave. Imagine the first handful who arrived, standing alone in the streets protesting against giant immovable concrete slabs. Having faith that everyone felt the same way. That they wouldn’t be five yelling at walls for long, they would invade the rebel in everyone. First family, then neighbors, then colleagues, then believers.
And we will sit across the world, watching on tiny screens in sublime cafes wondering why we never did this. How we have existed in a world equally conniving, so quietly.
The administrators learnt their lesson in the 60s and 70s. Don’t invade your own country. Don’t invade your own homes. Don’t shit where you eat. You’ll turn them all against you in a second. Feed them protein full of hormones, loud billboards and wet dreams of prosperity, they’ll shut up. But let them see something like this and boy, you’re in trouble.
Yes, we’re learning too. The rebels become restless.
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