#anstifter

Der Reaktionär und sein Anstifter

Warum ist der Hutbürger ein Reaktionär? Weil er nur auf die DSGVO reagiert hat. Der Gesetzgeber hat ihn angestiftet. 🤔😈😵

24.07.17 - "Druck in den Kessel, für ein anderes Stuttgart" #Stuttgart

Eine ganz besondere 378. Montagsdemo findet am 24.07.2017 unter dem Motto “Druck in den Kessel, für ein anderes Stuttgart” statt. Rund um die Demo ist ein tolles Programm geboten! Das Vorprogramm beginnt ab 16:30 Uhr mit einer Bewegungsmeile in der Königstraße. Wie üblich beginnt die Montagsdemonstration dann um 18:00 Uhr auf dem Schlossplatz, dauert aber diesmal deutlich länger, bis ca. 19:30…

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"Madame Elsa," She paused mid-step, wringing her hands nervously. "I...things have been...different. Everyone has been....well sometimes people are just acting strange now, since the accident with Paul." She had fought with herself over whether to come here or not. But every time she started to think the worst of Elsa, she remembered the madhouse.

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       ❛ I found her        & Thought i'd bring her back to you, Miss. Elsa.        She was out frolicking back behind the tents. Good thing I was there          to find her, or who knows what could have happened to her. With              everyone going up missing. One can be ever so cautious, or                                      should be atleast ! . . . ❜

       But the turn of long faces, pull down on a wide spread smile. As a petite        wriggles in the cradle &   crevice of  the small and delicate hold of limbs       upright. On returning the tiny unfortunate having survived a stroke of luck,      & weighing guilt back to Elsa. .  . Maggie can only assume with like faces       that something to have happened. It's always an     assumption,  selfishly       brought up   that they   know she's   not the real   deal. But the grimacing         of concern brings much more to the table than a fake deal of tarrot cards.         Stumbling    for    words, the realistic ,    glittering    her     wide eyes  of        involvement beams  in with the utmost wholesome of worriness.  Almost             believable she's actually worried about what's being given away by                                                     their looks of dismay. 

                               ❛             . . . What's happened ? What is it  ?                                                      Is    someone     hurt.❜

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