One thing that people always fail to acknowledge is the actuality of life of being a student. Everyone has these far-flung ideas of idealistic youth with stylish haircuts who sit in cafes and banter about the revolution. There are people who sit in cafes and banter about the revolution. They're just not students. The revolution, in case you haven't noticed, is fucking time consuming, and most students can't squeeze that sort of shit in. We go to cafes, study, and leave. Sometimes I spill things on myself, and sometimes I idly chat about stuff. But the revolution? I don't have time for the revolution.
I don't even have to jerk off three times a day - you think I have time for the damn revolution? And honestly, since when have the working class had time to chat about the revolution? They're working, it's what they do. Work. They spend their time working. And their time is already completely occupied, which is why they want to revolt in the first place.
So who is planning the revolution? I have a hunch it's Graduate Students. Have you seen those motherfuckers? All they do is sit around in cafes and talk about the revolution. Some day that will be me, sipping a latte, talking shit about the revolution. Now I just have to think about what I want to revolt against. There's only one real option: the religious right. Man, those guys need to get fucking revolted against. Lately I've been playing with the deck of George W. Bush playing cards, which has lots of uplifting quotes about our country. About the bible.
