They were tired of being taken for granted. The time had come for action.
But when they protested in Washington, they were ignored. The press didn’t show, and congress was unmoved.
Their second protest, inside congress, was the same. When security removed them, they didn’t scream, or fight back, for that was not their way.
Their concerns went unaddressed.
Their third protest was at 4am, in the bedrooms of the congresspersons. Each awoke to find a protestor, dressed in black, looming over their bed, carrying a sign reading “Non-violent protest. This time.”
And so the Ninja Rights act was passed.