"I'm mad as hell, and I'm not going to take it anymore!"
The shouter paused and heard his sentiments echo. His neighbor shouted the same. Across the way, he heard more echos.
Soon there was a chorus. People shouting, singing all the same words.
"I'm mad as hell, and I'm not going to take it anymore!"
Revolution at last! The people were waking up. Soon, he imagined, this chant would be heard around the world. People can and will make a
difference.
He rocked back on his heels as tears rolled down his cheeks.
Oh thank you thank you, he thought.
He took another breath and joined the chorus.
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Beezzer Freemley and the new ward attendent, Carl, stood in the hallway and heard the inmates perform their daily chants.
Beezzer turned and said, "Every day, around four PM the guy in cell 101 starts off. He used to be a mod on a conspiracy website, ATF or something
like that. Anyway, we start with him, he really has no problem with his meds. None of them do. If you'll take the left hand side I'll take the
right."
Carl just scratched himself and snorted. Beezzer thought, fat bastage probably has a mom who knows someone in admin. I really hate this guy.
Without another word, they went to work.
edit on 12-5-2012 by beezzer because: (no reason given)