And lest my anarchist friend grow hopeful, I once responded to an emergency call at an underground music event at which a woman had been stung by a wasp and was going into anaphylactic shock. As we crested the rise in the ambulance, we spotted a barefooted man clad in dust, dreadlocks, and a T-shirt emblazoned with the classic circle-A. "Over here! Over here!" he hollered, urging us to hurry it up with our state-sponsored gear and our syringe full of evil corporate epinephrine. The woman had stopped breathing and when the bagging and adrenaline took effect halfway to the hospital and she roused, I had this teachable moment where I realized the trouble with anarchy is that it is allergic to bees.
- from Truck, a Love Story by Michael Perry
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That's wonderful.
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