shwa6

I went to a party at a friend's house in the East Bay yesterday. It was a child's birthday party. All of us are "radical" types..you know, tattoos and piercings. There was even a "same sex" pair of parents. While I was mingling, I struck up a conversation with one f the "straight" looking grandparents. As it turns out, he's planning a trip back east to visit one of his friends who is serving a life sentence in prison for his involvement with the "Weather Underground".
This guy I'm talking to looks like a beansprout eating, incense burning, has-been.
It made me reflect on my own "radicalism". My friends and I (for the most part) are frauds. Getting high and tattoing ourselves has been our revolution.
What have you done?