Protesters gather outside of a pet store in my neighborhood on weekends, waving signs, decrying the unjust and unethical acquisition and treatment of the animals within the store.
They chant: "Say no to puppy mills!"
I went in to the store tonight to visit the puppies.
They appear sedate, lethargic, and bored.
They live in sterile square boxes.
There is nothing connecting them to the outside world except a plexiglass window.
Where was I?
A pet store?
Soon enough, protestors may plant themselves in front of our schools.