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Bluelighter
My girlfriend and I went to go see “Star Trek: Into Darkness” the other night, and a couple of rows behind us, throughout the showing, an insensate baboon troop of high schoolers were narrating their thoughts out loud. It was too late to move, they didn’t catch the shut-the-fuck-up glare I threw over my shoulder, and I wasn’t about to say something that might result in a public scene or movie-ruining ruminations distracting me, so I endured it. But I didn’t like it.
So now I’m petitioning Bluelight:
What are every bodies’ previously successfully deployed crowd control tactics? I prefer quick quips that crack like an animal trainer’s whip. It’s nice if they humiliate the offenders, though it’s probably best if they’re semi-respectful with no vulgarity so no one gets shot in the parking lot.
Years ago, at “28 Days Later,” I got so annoyed with a raucous group that I said: “This isn’t your living room you thoughtless morons!” But then I was bothered by concerns I would be beat up because I was alone. It did work though.
So now I’m petitioning Bluelight:
What are every bodies’ previously successfully deployed crowd control tactics? I prefer quick quips that crack like an animal trainer’s whip. It’s nice if they humiliate the offenders, though it’s probably best if they’re semi-respectful with no vulgarity so no one gets shot in the parking lot.
Years ago, at “28 Days Later,” I got so annoyed with a raucous group that I said: “This isn’t your living room you thoughtless morons!” But then I was bothered by concerns I would be beat up because I was alone. It did work though.