A few years ago, Calgary’s revolutionary anarchist cheerleading squad travelled to Salt Lake City, Utah, to attend a cheerleading summer camp. They hoped at this camp to learn to be better cheerleaders, and planned to bring their skills home and use them to protest globalization and corporatism.
Read the above paragraph again. Let it sink in. Try reading it out loud. The words taste good, don‘t they?
The best part of this story is; it’s true.
This is what I mean when I say that the world is brilliant, bizarre and beautiful, and it’s why I love everything in it.
Friday, March 12, 2010
Labels: 100 words, Anarchy, Cheerleaders, Drabble, Protest, Short story
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