There will be disorder when revolution occurs. Tens of thousands of robots will detonate. Large national protests sway from the war on Iraq to completely free American occupation everywhere. SF State students demonstrate on a school day.

It was a warm September 24th in the Mission District and despite the message being largely unified against the war in Iraq, the confrontational dynamics for peace played outside of SF State's borders.

An American flag waved in the breeze honored by the middle fingers of disillusioned student protestors who served as a backdrop for what the majority of students feel about the war in Iraq. Bold leftist fliers pinned beside other jumbled promotions around a laundromat corkboard will only encourage a few students to walk out of their classes over to the lawns of Civic Center Plaza to join a wide stretch of America in other demonstrations against international combat or more generally, President Bush.

Students' decisions whether to attend the protest will split while they judge for themselves whether their theoretical Political Science 200 class is more important to attend than the unfolding aftermath of tangible political science at SF Civic Center Plaza during Wednesday, November 2nd's anniversary of the election. A school day. The anti-regime efforts might be one of the largest of several recent demonstrations held in San Francisco.

Some students will skip their classes while others will attend irrelevant class lectures, fearing they'll be reprimanded for truancy. Students will endure the consequence of missing a giant movement forming on the grounds near Civic Center Plaza, providing possibilities for them to have their voice reflected. Their rally signs wrapped around light poles with heavy-duty masking tape will not solely motivate other students to leave.

Try not to fret if you're one of eight Republican reactionaries on campus. There will be no repercussions at SF State. The biggest form of threat here comes from the seasoned teacher majority -- that's if you're caught up with brownnosing the teacher who's class you'd miss.

What's the worst that could happen if you protest? Your crotch may dampen when you jiggle your academic boundaries. Pompous know-it-all professors with graying dandelion haircuts who rewrite their syllabi like a bossy conversation with the LCD screen, will passive-aggressively fail each student for missing three hours of babble.

Don't grumble after you tell your quarrelling professor your tonsils felt weakened and your bones split. The government will not be your government when you agree never to breach the PhD's pages of expectations. Complaints are annually revised, pleading for precision in student behavior. Casual truancies from every class are a given.

Your angry emeritus-like teacher will be no threat to you in the long run. In fact, he is senile enough not to even remember the decade he learned he carried too much academic thunder to retire from his authoritarian reign. Irrelevant threats are just as much required teacher brouhaha as are the six years of undergraduate study required to plow the fields of SF State.

Your classroom is not your country. Your teacher is an avoidable president after the Fall Semester. Voice your views, jiggle your academic boundaries and miss class.