It was a bad decision. I had no idea how much trouble it would land me in. Seemed like a good idea at the time...
He was spewing his non-sensical alternate reality to a crowd of people, and I just had enough. Off came my size 11 shitkickers, and airborne they went. One right after the other. Straight at Dubya's smirking, chimplike mug. He was amazing HELLA quick with his ducks, and I missed.
The cell I'm in is not too bad. The weather is nice and warm, and the beatings are becoming less frequent. I'm hoping to get a trial under the new military detainees rules in about 4 or 5 years. Meanwhile, I'm surrounded by the loveliest razor wire and the attack dogs are just so damn CUTE!
I still wonder if my little outburst made the news...With the state of the corporate media, I wouldn't be surprised if they buried the lede...