It was a rainy Monday night in April, 2004. We waited until 10:30 pm so we wouldn’t be noticed. There are two death towers about a mile from our house, so those were our first targets. My heart was pounding as we pulled out of our driveway and headed toward the towers. I was terrified someone (the police) would see us and throw us in jail. I believe I was still fairly brainwashed about the all-seeing power of Big Brother.
We decided to gift in the juniper bushes across the street, so we pulled into the gas station located there … Continue reading