T-th-th-the end…?
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On Saturday, journalist Laurie Penny and I were drinking tea and talking about making something together. The next day she took the 17-hour Occupy Wall Street busride down to Chicago, to cover the #noNato protests. Laurie sent me snaps of her busmates: kids who were singing Disney songs as they prepared to be beaten and arrested. So I drew them.
Illustration by Molly Crabapple
Read Laurie’s coverage here.
Okay… So I don’t even know how to begin this so I’ll just pick a place. So, going to prom this year with friends and the group I’m going to I feel as if one of the girls has NO fucking common sense about time framing. She’s got her hair appointment for 6:00 pm. (prom starts at 7:00) She somehow expects us to go get pictures at 6:30 and on top of everything she wants to go to downtown Rochester, which, to the ones who aren’t aware, is a living hell right now due to constructions. K, now that I’ve told you about her little plan, which there is NO chance of happening, let me tell you how senseless this is to me. It’s like there is no way we will be able to meet for pictures at 6:30 and be on time at Grande Plaza at 7:00….. Words can’t explain how pointless and stupid this is to me. And whoever tries to explain it to her, she just wont accept it. I don’t get it. It’s just fucking sense of organisation.
The thing I have hardest time wrapping my brain around is she wants to show off to someone, okay I don’t care. But why does it matter what ONE guy thinks about you and you are holding 5 or more people by doing that! just send him a fucking picture!!
Now it’s ridiculous how long this is. But come on people!

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