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The real significance of this story is not, in fact, in the paranoid response to the runners sprinkling flour in a parking lot to mark a trail. It is in the fact that the runners have been charged with a felony, apparently for frightening people. Filing such charges against them makes the statement that fear and distrust (you know, the witnesses could have asked them what they were doing) are supposed to be normal now to such a degree that we should all anticipate paranoid responses to any action taken outside of the work-shop-go home routine. Anything that seems strange or out of place may be suspicious, and we are responsible for others’ fears. If you must exercise, stick to the gym or some other location where you must pay for the privilege of sweating. Whatever you do, don’t stand out.

You see powder connected by arrows and chalk, you never know. You see or hear words you can’t understand, they could be a code. That means a language you don’t know or your own language made foreign. Don’t try to learn the meaning or to alter the category structure you carry around in your mind to make sense of them. Call the police. And if some professor tries to tell you to do otherwise, report them for violating your right to free speech, since they are obviously ideologically driven.

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