"Didn't you know how bad things were up there? Don't you even care that the cops were using tear gas, nerve gas, and rubber bullets?" she exclaimed.
"Um, bad?" was the best response I could muster.
The truth of the matter was, I really hadn't paid much attention that 40,000 or more people had converged on a distant city to disrupt a meeting of businessmen who were hell-bent on exploiting the world. I simply didn't care. That's what people do: the Big-Wigs scheme to use others for their own gain, and the youth, influenced by those who claim to be in the know, gather en-masse and get the crap beat out of them.
