It would have been nice to know about THIS before it happened, wot? I could have hung longer with my dear friends, soaped up responsibly and so fragrantly, and worn my new purple tights that are cotton inside and preshrunk wool on the outside, and carried around a sufficiently succinct indictment of the plutocrats cowering behind the counter of the Fort Bragg B of A.... I'd've roused rabble! I'd've had every horn honking on Main Street. I'd've gotten my licks in for Julian and Glenn. I could so totally have done that!
Instead, I have to find out about it after the fact from a BRITISH newspaper.