The End of Tyranny
So as a dramatic conclusion to our great Alaskan adventure, we decided to give a burnt offering to “the great abominable whore,” as a final tribute to the end of the tyranny.
The location we decided on was Kincaid Park (the Clint Kreitel party zone*) on the outskirts of Anchorage, however, instead of attempting the arduous climb down to the beach we arranged for a cliff-side sacrifice.
We proceeded to individually douse our work shoes and pants with lighter fluid and slowly but surely the pile transformed from objects representing suffering and turmoil into a glorious ball of fire beneath a cloud of black smoke.
Freedom!
*The party zone is a reference to a terrible bonfire gathering early on in the summer, the second worst day in Nate Dutton’s life.
The location we decided on was Kincaid Park (the Clint Kreitel party zone*) on the outskirts of Anchorage, however, instead of attempting the arduous climb down to the beach we arranged for a cliff-side sacrifice.
We proceeded to individually douse our work shoes and pants with lighter fluid and slowly but surely the pile transformed from objects representing suffering and turmoil into a glorious ball of fire beneath a cloud of black smoke.
Freedom!
*The party zone is a reference to a terrible bonfire gathering early on in the summer, the second worst day in Nate Dutton’s life.
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The second worst day of my life man, I still have nightmares about that place. 1/2 bottle of Crown Royal didn't even soften the blow.
Thanks for remembering- Nate Dutton
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