Even more than ten years ago, I knew I could not do without belonging to this esteemed group.
I can't recall where I read about it, in a 'zine, perhaps, but it was post-911 as stipulated by part of the treatise typed on a typewriter and then badly photocopied on red construction paper. The membership card, however, is laminated and the armband, exquisitely sewn by someone who knows their way around a sewing machine. Tabs of Velcro are used as fasteners.
There is no indication of the age or gender of the person who went to all this trouble.
|What the membership package contained.|
(not the cat paw)
|Nor the cat.|