April 05, 2004

Advocating Anarchy

7:55am. A brisk, cool, overcast east bay morning. Blossoming flowers, dewy leaves, and the cool wind off the bay. On campus, groups of students huddled together. There's excitement in the air; the pervasive sense of determination and idealism. Ordinarily, I would be impressed by such a site and awed by their resolve. But this is Berkeley, and more importantly, this is April. Nothing is what it seems.