Oops,

I was an accidental activist today. So, my friend Jan (Most people I call by initials, but hers are JEW, so that would be awkward) called me and asked me to go to something this after noon. I get horrible reception on my cell phone in my room. I couldn't quite make out what she was saying, but it sounded like something at a church, a mass or something. We were going to ride to our bikes there, and see what was going on.

We biked about ten minutes from campus to Proway's downtown. There we stopped in a park. After a minute of just sitting there, expecting some sort of communion or baptism or something, I asked "what are we doing?" Oh, this is where we're supposed to meet everyone, Jan said. (I should point out at this ... point that my friend MR was there as well. This was confusing because she is an atheist.)

Anyway, we waited for a few more minutes, and then another guy biked up, followed by three more bikers. (Bicycles, not motorcycles.)

It was at that point that I realised that the mass Jan had discussed was not new church mass but Critical mass.

Critical mass, as opposed to a church service where they shout at you and tell you you should have worn different shows with that belt or not been gay, is a biker rally designed to raise awareness for global issues, or just people who want more bike lanes. It kind of looks like this:



And that is the story of how I became an accidental activist.