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(via jilllian)
My brother used to do something similar when he lived in Scottsdale, Arizona. He’d do this to screw with the rich folks heads.
Every night at exactly 8pm he would open the sliding glass door to his second story balcony in his apartment. He’d step out and ready his megaphone so it sounded directly into the court yard assuring maximum effect. He would then proceed to say.
“Attention. This is a public service announcement. Everything is okay.”
After the first week of this people stopped looking out side to see what was happening. It seemed that the rich folk liked to be told that everything was okay and their little lives were safe.
Then came the night he moved out.
“Attention. This is a public service announcement. Everything is not okay.”
The heads slowly coming over window frames, from behind blinds and curtains… it was quite funny. It was like a Pavlovian experiment.
