One of my favorite days of the year is coming up... Super Bowl Sunday (am i allowed to say that?). No... come on... stay with me here. It has nothing to do with "their" football (they do not play REAL football, throwball maybe, or burly-guy-foreplay even). You see, Super Bowl Sunday is the one day of the year that i am virtually guaranteed, for a few hours at least, that the douchebags of the country will be locked away somewhere safely inside and the streets are mine to roam!
i may be many things but i am not a selfish man. i would like to share my annual hours of joy with others. To that extent i am anointing this coming Sunday: February Seventh in the year Two Thousand and Ten Anno Domini, as the first Day Of Counter Culture!
All you fellow members of various counter cultures deserve your day of celebration. Just seeing each other out during these hours is enough to warrant a head nod of passing acknowledgement towards one another. For whomever is out at that aforementioned time clearly cannot be a douche. Feel that shared inner warmth that comes from knowing that you are not alone. Savor the camaraderie that makes you wish "if only every day could be like the Day Of Counter Culture".
Every holiday has its own traditions, which often evolve and develop over many years time. These traditions have to start somewhere though so it is in this vein i shall introduce the tradition of Pile Making on the Day Of Counter Culture. Wherever you go to enjoy and celebrate your own personal counter culture make a pile of some sort.
Going to a location where the sea meets the land? Stack some rocks. Going to the library or a bookstore? Pick five of your favorites and stack them up somewhere of note: on top of the card catalog, at the end of the magazine racks. Going out to get a donut? Buy a couple extra and stack them on top of the newspaper vending machine. Vegan? While enjoying this time in the grocery store, judgement free, pick out five of your favorite packaged treats and stack them in the middle of an isle in the meat department. Pile up snow, stack skateboards and ollie them, pile styling shoes... whatever moves you.
If you decide to go the tattoo route might i recommend getting tattoos up your arm or down your leg. Please avoid getting "stacked" tattoo, one over the other, for as the images add up and cover up they loose their distinction hence looking more like a fucted up Rorschach ink blot.
Chaos you say. What about those poor folk stuck working on this fine holiday who will have to un-stack our piles? Have no fear. So few people are out at this time that these employees will not have much else to do and as we all know time seems to slow down at work when we have nothing to do. You are doing them a favor by helping them pass the time.
So my fellow counter culturalists, spread the word and have a joyous and merry (happy even) Day Of Counter Culture! Feel free to share accounts of your own Pile Making celebration.
