I sat down with a large carton and a marker. I wanted to write a powerful message to the world. I wanted to protest. But what was it that I was protesting? The state of society. But what about the state of society? I wanted to protest against the bankers. But what did I know about derivatives and financial engineering? I wanted to protest against politicians. But what did politicians do, really?
I was clueless. I felt powerless about not being able to articulate what I wanted to protest. The state of our society was so complex that I just knew that something was not right but I couldn’t put my finger on what was wrong. But wasn’t that the whole point?
I fastened my grip on the marker and wrote my message to the world: “I demand a simple society where people like me can know what to protest!”
The flash fiction story Protest is part of the flash fiction collection Flash 52.