Sunday, February 1, 2015

870. Sit-ins and walkouts for the shut-ins and standouts

Professor Shea was a tired old radical - a real Long Hair, my father would have said.
He was always on about this or that or civil rights.
It was surreal, seeing him on tv, bruised and black-eyed from the batons but still defiant as he was dragged away from the protest in handcuffs.
"Fuck it," I thought, flipping around for the end of the game.