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What is the coolest or craziest thing you've done to rebel against authority in the name of your sense of justice? What were the consiquences?

I'll start:
Back in high school, I had a pricipal who was extremely anti-pot. Most pricipals I've come to know aren't really agianst pot, but are against underaged kids toking (which is understandable). However, this pricipal was a one man War on Drugs; he would stand at the door and sniff people as they came in from the smoking areas, he preformed routine locker searches on people who "looked like stoners", and he would even smell the trees outside to see if anyone was toking underneath them.
One day, I turned 18, and was able to sign myself out of class without my parents' permission. During one of these classes, I was outside enjoing a nice joint with my buddy, just outside of school property. Well, this Uber-Pricipal comes stalking up the hill and catches us in the act (he was a sneaky bastard).
"Peter and Josh, I'd like to see you in the office. Now." He said in a surly tone. We weren't impressed, seeing as how we had already signed ourselves out of class for the day.
"No, I think we're just going to be on our way, thank you." Said I, passing the joint to Josh, who then took a mighty toke and blew the smoke right at him (I still think it was a little over the line, but fuckin' funny otherwise).
"Don't make me call the police you two. I know you don't want that."
"Go ahead," said Josh, "We won't be here when they come along."
And we just turned and walked away. Nothing ever came of it.

A small and infantile victory, but at 18 and full of anti-authoritarian rage, it's enough.

LMAO

This is gonna sound so lame. But I once denied having stolen a streetsign when the cops clearly saw me with it. I threw it away and tried to race off on my bike, but they caught me. I got taken to the station. Spent two hours there (kept denying). Finally got sent home with the message that I would get a ticket and if I didn't pay it they would see me in court. I payed the ticket.

Several months ago, my housemates and I decided it would be a good idea to steal streetname signs for our house, relating to our names. On our way back from nicking the first one, a police car came past, while we were triumphantly holding the sign and stopped us - took our names and address, and just let us off, once we'd given the sign back (first offence and all, it was very kind of them really). Anyway, this didn't discourage us, so we nicked another one - possibly a bad idea, as the police now knew our address - and this time managed to get it home unnoticed. But the police called round. Asked to come in, just for a quick look to 'make sure' we hadn't nicked it. Well, legally, we didn't have to let them in, as they didn't have a search warrant, so we said no, but we knew there was the possibility they'd come back with a warrant, so we ditched the sign. A few days later, knock at the door, guess who's there? Yup, Mr. Plod and his trusty warrant. No evidence, no crime! How could they know...

I just yell communist stuff and call people I hate pig-dogs. It's not much, but it's a start... I guess. Long live the revolution of the proletariat!

REALLY lame, but I swore once (two years or so ago) very loudly in breaktime because I caught my hand in a door, and a teacher told me off. I said "I'll try not to swear again, but I can't guarantee anything"… then like an idiot, walked into the forum, was caught and given a detention.

I'm not really an anti-authority teenager.

Probably the worst thing I ever did to bucck authority was to take the air out of the tires of a running police car outside of (you guessed it) a Tim Horton's doughnut shop.

Probably the worst thing I ever did to bucck authority was to take the air out of the tires of a running police car outside of (you guessed it) a Tim Horton's doughnut shop. THAT'S OUT OF ORDER! Don't do that again. Germanic Vandal.

THAT'S OUT OF ORDER! Don't do that again. Germanic Vandal.

I'm not germanic...I'm Celtic...and not a vandal so much as a wiley rapscallion...or at least I was when I was your age (damn that makes me sound old)...

I'm not germanic...I'm Celtic...and not a vandal so much as a wiley rapscallion...or at least I was when I was your age (damn that makes me sound old)... I'm Celtic too. You rampaging raider from pre-Arthurian times! I am actually shocked.

Probably the worst thing I ever did to bucck authority was to take the air out of the tires of a running police car outside of (you guessed it) a Tim Horton's doughnut shop.

There are Tim Horten's shops in NY? Wow, I thought we only had 'em up here. I guess it's just a matter of time before Timmy Ho's addicting-like-crack coffee floods the world in black, steamy goodness.

How many Tim Horten's do you have where you live (I'm assuming WNY is West New York state rather than New York City)? We have 15 in my town, and the population is only 54,000.

Kicked over a sign in the library that said "please use other door", while shouting "YOU CAN'T CONTROL ME! :p

In my senior year of high school they had posted signs in every classroom that said "Be Respectful, Be Responsible, Be Resourceful" or something like that- so for laughs I made a sign that said:

Be Friendly
Be Understanding
Be Courteous
Be Kind

I made around 200 copies of this sign and gave it to people, who posted it all over the school: in classrooms, bulletin boards, outside the office, etc. They eventually found out I was responsible when a teacher saw me with a pile of the signs, so I had to go to the office and talk to the principal (who was actually a pretty cool guy). I said "Well, what's wrong with the signs? I think they promote a positive message for students." And he looks at me and says, "Well, I think they're okay too, execpt for the F*CK in them." I had a very hard time not laughing.

The year before I had pulled roughly the same stunt, with signs that said "There will be no intermission tonight. Beer and concessions on sale until 8:15. Have fun!"

Remorselessly lame - Me and my friends spread a copy of quake 2 over all the computers on the school LAN. The IT teacher was a complete and utter joke, tried all year to get the damn thing off the system, but failed every single time. Man, that year rocked - every single guy and girl in the sixth form spent at least an hour a day on servers that lasted whole weeks, constantly running. For me, it was a revolutionary moment, especially as I, with the most experience of the game, had total pwnage over anyone else for the first week.

Strangely enough, grades were down that year... but no-one gave a crap.

When I heard the guy running for Class Treasurer was unopposed, I decided to run against him. My slogan was 'Vote Weird' and I ruthlessly bought votes by dispensing a garbage bag full of weed in the school parking lot - but ended up losing 'cause most of my supporters were too stoned to remember coming in to school to vote on election day.

Oh well, I wouldn't have had a lot of fun anyway.

We put up a big sign outside school saying "Welcome to Cheney School. Hardening young minds to the harsh realities of the modern world".

It lasted about five minutes, but it rocked.

I SO stepped on the grass when the sign clearly told me not to. I showed that fucking sign!

I held a silent protest at my school a month or so back. I acted like one of the "Son's of Libery" guys from the 1700's. Going on about "unnecessary large amounts of extremely difficult homework without representation." After realizing that I was unaffected by the punishment (which got me an extra half-hour of sleep), they decided that they were wasting their time and let me go.

I sure showed them; heh...

When I heard the guy running for Class Treasurer was unopposed, I decided to run against him. My slogan was 'Vote Weird' and I ruthlessly bought votes by dispensing a garbage bag full of weed in the school parking lot - but ended up losing 'cause most of my supporters were too stoned to remember coming in to school to vote on election day.

Oh well, I wouldn't have had a lot of fun anyway.

a WHOLE FUCKING GARBAGE BAG jesus christ man I will vote for you for an eighth

Well I live in a town called Cary, which likes to annex non-affiliated areas around it. So these people, who of course don't want to pay the taxes associated with being a citizen of Cary, put up signs saying Stop Cary. So I pulled those up and disposed of them whenever I saw them. Eventually they just stopped putting them out in any of the usual places.

Right before the 2004 election, I also pulled up a bunch of Bush/Cheney signs. Sadly, it didn't seem to work.

Torched the American flag, and rerarranged the letters on a Church sign to read "We harbor Satanists."

I stole a quarter out of the back of a squad car.

a WHOLE FUCKING GARBAGE BAG jesus christ man I will vote for you for an eighth
An eighth? Man... you must be one cheap date, I'll tell you that. Yeah, I'd come into a windfall at the time of the election - get this improbability of improbabilities - the friend of a friend got in trouble with his dad for not taking proper care of his hydroponics kit - and so he had to get rid of all his plants and disassemble his grow room in the basement. When his dad heard what I was planning to do, he filled a green garbage bag - and let me have it for free.

I was handing it out by the fistful - people were stuffing it, unpackaged and stinky, into pants pockets, purses, and pencil cases. It was hilarious - and I didn't charge a dime for it (which struck me as somehow being funnier by far). An eighth? I dunno, maybe an eighth of a pound... !

I stole a quarter out of the back of a squad car.
A quarter-dollar or a quarter-ounce?

An eighth? Man... you must be one cheap date, I'll tell you that. Yeah, I'd come into a windfall at the time of the election - get this improbability of improbabilities - the friend of a friend got in trouble with his dad for not taking proper care of his hydroponics kit - and so he had to get rid of all his plants and disassemble his grow room in the basement. When his dad heard what I was planning to do, he filled a green garbage bag - and let me have it for free.

I was handing it out by the fistful - people were stuffing it, unpackaged and stinky, into pants pockets, purses, and pencil cases. It was hilarious - and I didn't charge a dime for it (which struck me as somehow being funnier by far). An eighth? I dunno, maybe an eighth of a pound... !

I meant an eighth of a pound about 2 ounces

During the lunch break of a competition, I threw cheese sandwhiches at people even though I was supposed to be studying...I ended up throwing my friend's blue scarf, and it got confiscated...I stole it back later when I went out to compete...

Long live the revolution of the proletariat!
I think you're skipping steps 1-98.5, you know, the important one's like actually finding a bunch of prole's who want to join up, and getting the revolution going...

Me, what did I do? My most rebellious act?

Well, me and a bunch of my friends decided that it would be appropriate to find a big, brick building to film our little movie in, so we chose a church. The film we made was entitled "Crime and Punishment: 2021." We had all the bits of madness, a torture scene in the church's chapel, running about in circles with cap guns, threatening each other in random places throughout the church, and finally the extraordinairy man speech in front of a bunch of random people. We had a black-and-white scene with a Dr. Strangelove-esque character explaining the extraordinairy man concept, and finally we ended it all with the most bizarre song-and-dance sequence ever.

That was pretty fucking rebellious.

hmm, in 9th grade got fed up and quit school in favor of teaching myself. did it for around 2.5 years and graduated a couple months shy of 17. any time i did have to go into the public school for a standardized test or form or whatever, i noticed they always had a security guard walking around the perimeter of the school, watching for smokers. i noticed it was always the same guy, a guy who i'd seen shove 14 year olds up against lockers very hard for no apparent reason, so whenver i'd be on my way out i'd always be sure to light up a cigarette (or one time, a nice big spliff) at the very moment i got out of the smoke-free zone and would just stare the fucker down until i got to the filter. good times.

PUlls up a chair for some good times.

So there I was one day talking to my good buddy Osama and I casually say to him, "Hey ... if we can get ahold of some planes, I got a great idea for a prank."

Wonder what ever happened to that guy ...

So there I was one day talking to my good buddy Osama and I casually say to him, "Hey ... if we can get ahold of some planes, I got a great idea for a prank."

Wonder what ever happened to that guy ...
I hear he does some theater in Los Angeles.

You people suck. Authority exists for a reason, to uphold law and order. When that breaks down then everything ends up a mess like New Orleans has turned out to be.

I bite. Lots. That's my rebilious thing. And I always bite hard.

You people suck. Authority exists for a reason, to uphold law and order. When that breaks down then everything ends up a mess like New Orleans has turned out to be.

If authority wasn't meant to be questioned God wouldn't have given us middle fingers. :p