My brother used to go to this comic book store for all his anime needs. This Christmas he was walking with my sisters along this other shopping strip and he noticed that the comic book store had moved to that area.

So he popped in to see how things were these days, and the guys in the store recognized him and asked how he was doing. Which kind of freaked him out since he hadn't been in for at least three years.

One time my little sister and I visited the store to special-order him a tape for his birthday. While we were there, we found this display of anarchy pins.

"Yay!" We said. "Let's each get one and have an anarchy club!"

We'd been watching a lot of The Young Ones and our current comic idol was socialist student Rick of the tiny pig tails, red boots, and home-made anarchy jacket.

But in the end, we didn't get the pins because my mom pointed out that if we both had them, that wasn't really anarchy anymore.