Last night heralded the first skirmishes of the annual IMF/World Bank protests with DC’s first rain in months. And I think that was God sending a signal to the unwashed protesters: its time to get a life.

How many years have there been protests? And what’s been the impact? From what I can tell, not much besides screaming sirens and traffic snarls. These are children of global wealth, and unlike the hardcore WTO protesters, not about to die for their cause.

Smash a few shop windows, or pelt a passerby with a brick, yeah, but effect real change? Nope. Just another bunch of ineffectual protesters.

To them I gladly send the DC MPD Bicycle Corps:

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Wayan Vota

Married, mortgaged, and soon to be a father, Wayan Vota is in the fast lane to mid-life respectability – until the day his brood finds his intimate journal of global traveling and curses him with the ever-eternal reply “I’m gonna be just like you, Dad!”