You marched down the spine yelling like raging fanatics, interrupting my class. You screamed incessant rhetoric about the abuse of workers in sweatshops and the working class here in Buffalo. Yes, the janitors are grossly underpaid to support their lives, much less for children and other dependents. But, you can start helping by picking up the cigarette butts your mob tossed on the ground and fragments from your protest signs that flew in the wind. I'm sure the janitors would appreciate that just as much.
So take those Mexican-children-made bandanas off your faces, because nobody is going to incriminate you. We're not in an oppressive nation, contrary to what you may think. And lastly, we've heard it all before. I'm glad you probably feel better after screaming your lungs out against your over-hyped enemy, but until you realize that you're wrong, I'm wrong, and everybody is wrong, you're not going to help. Use this as motivation for action, not for another ever-productive march.
Photo: Courtesy of Matthew Messina, from the RMBERS' Instagram page
