"After the half-hour line at Office Depot-apparently I wasn't the only one doing last-minute protest shopping-I get back to Alan, still snoring, "Alan!... Did you think of anything good?" He sits up and shakes his head. We sit on the couch, stare at the wall, and let the brainstorming begin. Ten minutes later, we have our first slogan: "Except for Ending Slavery, Fascism, Nazism and Communism, War Has Never Solved Anything". I break open the fat black marker, and by the time Amil and Ensar show up, we have a healthy arsenal of four signs. They take one look at the signage and immediately give us our duly earned high-fives. After we find the bulging crowd of activists overrunning Market street, we try to assimilate, signs facing down. I let out a nervous laugh as the excitement grows. We integrate into the throng of activists, and in unison we raise our signs. I notice a sign in front of me: "My Cocker Spaniel is Smarter Than George Bush!" I hear a man behind us, "What the hell is THAT? Hey you!" I turn around and follow the aging hippy's eyes to my sign. This was Alan's genius-a cartoon of a burqa-clad Muslim woman tied to a pole with a leash. The caption: "Protect Islamic Property Rights From Western Imperialism! SAY NO TO WAR." "Hey as*hole!" he yells. We grin as his voice is drowned out by a teenage girl screaming into her megaphone: "1 - 2 - 3 - 4! WE DON'T WANT YOUR RACIST WAR!"
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA...MUD