Walking past the sea of buttons I always see displayed at the north end of Union Square, one such button caught my eye. I’m not one to browse buttons, but this button called to me. “C’mon man,” said the button. “You know you share my ideology.” I asked the button man how much it cost. He said “$2” and I promptly paid him and stuck the button on my bag. Now the question arises: would Eric Cartman call me a stupid hippie?
Of course, posting about this button makes me readily identifiable in a sea of people. If you see this button bobbing up and down in front of you, chances are that’s me walking. Because who else in their right mind would buy this button and pin it to their backpack? A stupid hippie, that’s who.