Hundreds stood before the venue’s mouth, pumping signs in the air, screaming for an end to MMA—human cockfighting.
The manner in which these social justice warriors rallied online and postured at anyone trying to cross their fence of fiery flesh, it was unclear whether they were attempting to cancel California’s biggest MMA promotion or start up a new fight league of their own.
A long weekend defending territory, skipping meals in hopes of tipping the scales in their favor, and celebrating victory after affecting attendance.
Too bad the band of misguided protestors never noticed their similarities with MMA.
Word Count: 99
Prompted from Carrot Ranch’s Flash Fiction Challenge at: https://carrotranch.com/2020/01/17/january-16-flash-fiction-challenge/.