riots
ya'll are a demanding group of a-holes. tellin me to post, to post better, to blah blah blah. ya'll must think that i'm so insecure that i'll conform to your every wish just so you'll keep reading my blog. well, you'd be right.
so, folks in hungary are going crazy. too be honest, until last night i thought it was pretty interesting. i've lived in eastern europe for 3 1/2 years, and it's about time that people start acting like eastern europeans. of course, it's always annoying to follow in the footsteps of the french, but some things must be done.
by the time i left the pub last night, public transport in the city had shut down. i was forced to walk back to my apartment, and that's when things got interesting. there was basically a full-blown riot going on. cops everywhere, in full riot gear, blocking off streets and beating people who got too close. my eyes were watering the whole time because so much tear gas had already been shot at folk. as i'm walking a big group of people comes running up behind me about 100 feet from a row of cops. the cops then, shot tear gas at the crowd, which made me cry.
i finally got home, but, damn. budapest is strange. heading to the countryside today to see if i can get away from the madness for a while.
if you were a rioter, what would you do, and why?
5 Comments:
If I were a rioter I'd curse the creator for being Hungarian.
Your phone call was disturbing. "Excuse me Gimp, *hack**wheeze**hack hack* I've b-b-*hack*-been tear gassed *hhhhhhhhock*."
"This street is blocked. Let me get around the filthy Hungarians through this dark *cough wheeze* alley."
If we were rioter we'd rob all the liquor and porn shops to show our civil disobedience.
Jonafan's would be out dere shootin' guns!
Can I come live wif you Alan? I'll make sweet, brain-damaged love to you in the mist of tear gas. Heavuh would squat down and....
nevuhmind.
I'd riot like a dadaist.
I'd crawl into a big box of rotting cheese. Then I'd break out and start assulting people with a catfish. Afterwards, I'd get on a state or platform or whatever and shout "A steel boot stomping on a face for all eternity" while randomly shooting into the crowd. With some luck I'll get sick all over the first row.
Update, fag.
Believe it or not, that last comment was NOT made by me.
They have seemed to capture the gleaming brilliance of my comments, though.
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