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Anarchist Philanthropist Club, Tuesday After Classes
Hidden away in a clandestine location of which only the members were aware*, Britta and Jim prepared for the first ever meeting of the Anarchist Philanthropist Club, of which both of them were pretty sure this was the first of any such club in existence. How revolutionary! Though they were only leaders in name to satiate the bureaucratic demand for titles to support an undertow of a class system by The Man, they still did a pretty good job of setting up the pizza and soda liberated from the over-indulgent bourgeoise** for the members and waited for them to arrive for their first meeting.
"Hey, guys," Jim greeted, in a manner that he hoped was just blase enough to count as anarchist, since he was one of the leaders... kind of... of this club. "Welcome to the first meeting of the Anarchist Philanthropist group. I'm Jim, and that's Britta, and while this is where any other club might have people introducing themselves as leaders, that would probably kind of be missing the point, here. Britta and I... you can think of us as glorified activity coordinators, or something, instead."
Yeah. Glorified activity coordinators eating yesterday's pizza. Like champs.
"Or maybe even...." Britta shrugged, "people who just happened to put the club together, which affords us no extra privileges or anything like that. That’s bullcrap, because society need not be governed. There are no leaders in anarchy, and certainly no voting about whether or not anyone is anarchist enough or philanthropist enough, okay? We are all leaders, leaders in standing up for the rights of human kind in the face of those who wish to squish equality under their designer leather shoes like bug. So, with that in mind, today, we’re going to get to know each other and talk about ideas on what exactly we want to accomplish. I know me and Jim have a few ideas, too, but no idea is better than any others, unless it’s really dumb, and we’ll try to get them all done. We’ve already got one planned for next week, but we’ll go over that more at the end of the meeting."
Jim stared at Britta for a moment, before clearing his throat an pressing on. He was starting to get the sneaking suspicion that when it came to anarchy, he was actually, somehow, managing to lag a few steps behind, here.
"Uh... right! Yeah. So, let's talk about causes." A beat. "If you want to, I mean. as a not-a-leader, I'm really just making a suggestion."
Sure.
* Or, well, okay, that one classroom over there.
** And by “liberated,” we mean “leftovers from the Kappa Kappa Gremlin meeting."
"Hey, guys," Jim greeted, in a manner that he hoped was just blase enough to count as anarchist, since he was one of the leaders... kind of... of this club. "Welcome to the first meeting of the Anarchist Philanthropist group. I'm Jim, and that's Britta, and while this is where any other club might have people introducing themselves as leaders, that would probably kind of be missing the point, here. Britta and I... you can think of us as glorified activity coordinators, or something, instead."
Yeah. Glorified activity coordinators eating yesterday's pizza. Like champs.
"Or maybe even...." Britta shrugged, "people who just happened to put the club together, which affords us no extra privileges or anything like that. That’s bullcrap, because society need not be governed. There are no leaders in anarchy, and certainly no voting about whether or not anyone is anarchist enough or philanthropist enough, okay? We are all leaders, leaders in standing up for the rights of human kind in the face of those who wish to squish equality under their designer leather shoes like bug. So, with that in mind, today, we’re going to get to know each other and talk about ideas on what exactly we want to accomplish. I know me and Jim have a few ideas, too, but no idea is better than any others, unless it’s really dumb, and we’ll try to get them all done. We’ve already got one planned for next week, but we’ll go over that more at the end of the meeting."
Jim stared at Britta for a moment, before clearing his throat an pressing on. He was starting to get the sneaking suspicion that when it came to anarchy, he was actually, somehow, managing to lag a few steps behind, here.
"Uh... right! Yeah. So, let's talk about causes." A beat. "If you want to, I mean. as a not-a-leader, I'm really just making a suggestion."
Sure.
* Or, well, okay, that one classroom over there.
** And by “liberated,” we mean “leftovers from the Kappa Kappa Gremlin meeting."