I approached the entrance of a campus building early this morning, right before the automatic locks on the doors opened. There was a torn sheet of paper on the ground in front of the door. I picked it up (litter) and upon reading it realized it was a flyer for a protest on campus this evening. I encountered a small group of twenty-something males waiting inside the entry way for the lock to open. One of them greeted me by name. There were also more flyers for the same event, torn and untorn, scattered around on the floor. I picked up those remains, placed them neatly to the side, and loudly said, “We’re at a university, aren’t we?” The group remained quiet until the lock opened a few minutes later.
This representation of the flyer can’t be torn down. I’ll be there for the campus rally.