Protesting

If there was one thing he really enjoyed, it was being on a rowdy protest march.

It had been a good year for them. There were rallies about school classroom numbers, climate change, euthanasia, abortion, student fees, gay rights, domestic violence, same sex marriage, greenhouse emissions and saving the forests. He travelled around the country to every rally or march that was taking place. One way or the other, he had strong views about all of them. There had been peace rallies, about the use of nuclear energy, men’s rights, women’s rights and last but not least, rallies concerning the ever-worsening problem of too many people entering the country. That day’s protest march would most definitely have to be about his most favourite gripe. It was calling on politicians to realize that immigration numbers were out of control. In his view, far too many foreigners were coming into the country with the government doing nothing about it.

It had to be said that protesting about absolutely anything at all was what he enjoyed most. It had been a really good protest march, going right up to the building where the politicians made the laws about letting people in. It had been a fairly full-on affair this time, with a great deal of shouting and screaming. He thought some of the racial slurs were really good. There were lots of banners and only a couple of minor fights breaking out. He had always avoided these whenever possible on the basis that it might stop him from attending other protests he had plans for; those on his circuit around the country.

That night, he went to bed deliriously happy.

It was probably a good thing that he had no idea that when he woke up in the morning, he’d be coloured…

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