I was cycling along NE Broadway about 4:30 toward downtown PLANNING to ride Critical Mass. As I passed the military recruiting office (war pimps), I hopped onto the sidewalk to look in the window at their vast array of beautiful propaganda. One of the war pimps had apparently gone to subway for a sammy and walked back toward me. "How's it goin'?" I asked (seriously). Noticing the bullhorn strapped across my back, he apparently knew where I was heading and shot me an evil look as he walked into the building.
Thinking he was rude, I flipped him off through the window as well as the other war pimps inside right as a cop pulled up beside me in the street. The chickenhawk war pimp gestured to the cop, giving me a smug look, and I flipped him off again.
Apparently the war pimps got their feelings hurt and I was arrested for harassment. I'm not one to judge, but if these guys have been trained to kill and die it seems funny that one middle finger could cause them any hurt.
On a positive note, I was able to watch all you beautiful marchers and massers on the TeeVee in the Ministry of Love. Needless to say, the sherrifs were cheering whenever they say the pepper spray used.
You were beautiful. I'm sending love to everyone who was injured and arrested.