Friday Thursday,Saturday,Sunday

          


                          I''m in hot water at home. In a couple of hours I'm heading for Santa Rosa, into a serious strategized action to fucking confront as much of the visible to the naked eyes capitalist driven  commercial enterprise called christmas, the resource sucking economic injustice that is fermented and swollen with greed, then smeared like butter on toast all over the honest hard working masses infected and clinging,tortured people with wanting ,craving shit so bad and underhandedly that most of us don't know about the inflicted deep rooted fear disguised as joy the advertsing industry has pushed up our asses and continually spits down our throats. Dont fret, the market will clean itself up, buy a lot of shit and then rent somewhere to pack it away in. Get a place big enough for next year ,too. Use your credit cards, it's good for the troops.

                          I'm going in to take a shower and get ready to go . We are commited to non-violence. We plan civil, civil, disobediance.
                     I'll finish this whenever I can, probably tomorrow.If you read this before I cleaned it up, well too bad. Nothing I can do about that now.

          I'm going back downtown.


        if you read this the other day and it seems different now that's because it is. I was wrong.