Make love, not noise, pt. 2

Oh my God. How could I not see this? Painting "Make love, not noise" on those diggers was not at all some cute hippie girls' joyous expression of protest against noise pollution. How could this escape my otherwise so thorough scrutiny?

If you do a quick google-search on "make love not noise", you will of course find that one of the first hits leads you to a public proclamation of the Freiburg revolutionary forces! The graffiti, which I first thought was an almost heart-warming college-kid night action, was in fact a subversive call for a huge hippie street party!

Unlike the South Park hippie jam festival, however, this was not a spontaneously occurring, though eventually mushrooming beyond control, get-together of a handful of no-good dopeheads. This thing that was going down here last Tuesday was serious anarchist stuff, and — it was for real. They even had an action samba band (sounds real bad, eh?) with them.

But then, on second thought, I suppose it all was pretty boring. Like, you know, the usual bunch of misguided bums who want to make the world a better place (and start right now!). Probably looked kinda like this:

Freiburg, May 01, 2007

But still, sweet Jesus, how could I let this happen?

Yet the worst thing is, they have an almost better picture of the graffitied trackhoe on their page than I do. Damn hippies.