The Bernie or Bust contingent are attempting to one-up their obnoxious heckling at night one of the Democratic National Committee, by staging a literal "fart-in" during Hillary Clinton's speech tomorrow night (Thursday, 7/28).
This is a reality we face.
Organized by poverty activist Cheri Honkala (who was Green Party candidate Jill Stein's VP pick in 2012), the mass flatulence is scheduled to take place inside Philadelphia's Wells Fargo Center, where the convention is occurring, as well as outside in the streets.
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Honkala's call to arms has been met with support from around the world, with cans of beans being shipped to her Poor People's Economic Human Right's Campaign organization; the activist has also received money to buy high-fiber foods for her and her fellow farters.
Talking to Philly's NBC News, Honkala explained the protest:
For us, this whole thing is a farce, it's a charade. They're creating the illusion of democracy in a very important historical location, Philadelphia, and we're really saddened by that.
"Clintonville," a basecamp with a name-play on the Depression-era Hooverville, will be set up tomorrow in the Philadelphia neighborhood of Kensington--one of the city's poorest areas.
Participants will feast on gassy foods to make sure they're well-oiled for their literal toddler tantrum.
Cool. Exploit an entire neighborhood while you're at it.
Daily Kos points to radical activist Saul Alinsky (who Clinton studied under in the 60s) for coming up with this bowel-worthy plan.
In an interview with Playboy, Alinsky explained the symbolism of a mass-farting:
I'd call them absurd rather than juvenile. But isn't much of life kind of a theater of the absurd? As far as being frivolous is concerned, I say if a tactic works, it's not frivolous. Let's take a closer look at this particular tactic and see what purposes it serves -- apart from being fun.
First of all, the fart-in would be completely outside the city fathers' experience. Demonstrations, confrontations and picketings they'd learned to cope with, but never in their wildest dreams could they envision a flatulent blitzkrieg on their sacred symphony orchestra. It would throw them into complete disarray. Second, the action would make a mockery of the law, because although you could be arrested for throwing a stink bomb, there's no law on the books against natural bodily functions. Can you imagine a guy being tried in court on charges of first-degree farting? The cops would be paralyzed. Third, when the news got around, everybody who heard it would break out laughing, and the Rochester Philharmonic and the establishment it represents would be rendered totally ridiculous. A fourth benefit of the tactic is that it's psychically as well as physically satisfying to the participants. What oppressed person doesn't want, literally or figuratively, to shit on his oppressors? Here was the closest chance they'd have. Such tactics aren't just cute; they can be useful in driving your opponent up the wall. Very often the most ridiculous tactic can prove the most effective.
I have no words.