It's photographed. Usually photographed by the revolutionists themselves. You often find these Left-wing antics in predominately Right-wing countries (Tiananmen Square excluded). The fucking French formed a whole movement on Leftism and Art - If you're lost by this statement, please, please make your mother proud, and read more.
In the United Kingdom our shambolic state of affairs reaches critical mass. Post-election resent, promises of reformation, change and withdrawal from conflict, however we've learnt that blasé ethical and political changes between parties is now the norm, much the the confusion of the apathetic/intellectuality challenged voter. The center-left are now the center-right, which bares the question - "What the fuck is the 'Center' anyway?"
From an outsiders point of view the center is a warehouse sized strip club named - The House of Commons. This exclusive club is unfortunately a members only affair, Joe public are denied entry by a large bulldog wearing dark sunglasses, pointing to a sign that reads - "If you're not rich, related to a lizard or have a 'holier than thou' demeanor. - NO ENTRY". Reports show that inside the club they are housing phoenix eggs, a large deposit of bags containing what is assumed to be flour and ashtrays in the shape of Marx's skull. The center can also smoke in any of their four interior public houses. Essentially it stands on par with Lord Vader's executive suite aboard the Death Star.
The faux-ethics of parties have left us thus:
The last time I checked protesters aren't too happy about having horses galloping towards them. "I know what will really calm these angry protesters down, A FUCKING CAVALRY CHARGE." - Dicks.
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