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We had signs on the table reading STOP GLOBAL WARMING!
with all proceeds going to the World Wildlife Fund. The only "inconvenient
truth" was that throwing pies at clowns doesn't really help save the
planet.  In Cambridge, even the kids are hippies.  Mike realizes this is going to be a long day. The guy working the macrobiotic booth realizes it's going to be even longer. Mike was dressed like a "corporate clown," with a BIG BUSINESS sign around his neck. "Save the planet, and you can throw a pie at this clown!" called Darcey. "All proceeds go to support the World Wildlife Federation!" I yelled. "World Wildlife Fund," Mike whispered. "It's the World Wrestling Federation." "I mean, World Wildlife Fund!" I shouted. Despite our inability to remember the names of the charity, it wasn't long before another tree hugger became a pie hurler.  There was no clear demographic for our global warming initiative -- kids, young people, and grown adults all wanted to throw a pie for the planet.  Either this guy really loves the planet, or he really hates clowns.  Note the sizeable crowd now forming around the booth. One woman wanted to throw a pie at her boyfriend, so we made up a new price point: $3.00 to throw a pie at the clown; $5.00 to throw a pie at someone else.   Cheaper than couples therapy. At the end of the hour, we wiped down the money and tallied our results: GLOBAL WARMING FUNDRAISER RESULTS Money earned from liberals: $45.00 Pies thrown by liberals: 15 Signatures collected from liberals: 16 Now came the tricky part: in full view of everyone, we had to take down all our Global
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