I went to a small Catholic high school. We had uniforms. We didn't mind the uniforms, but between my sophomore and junior years, they changed part of the uniform...a new skirt for the junior/senior girls. Which made everyone upset. Because they were ugly, grey, and looked like they had been ripped off the asses of 1950's secretaries. Given the fact that our dean of students, who had selected the new skirts, has absolutely no dress sense (think gay pride flag, but hideous), we were not surprised, but pissed nonetheless. But there was nothing we could do about it. Someone would occasionally wear one of the old skirts, and could usually get away with it for a few days, before getting a detention, but we couldn't win. As senior year was ending, we decided that we wanted to take one final stand against the grey skirts. So six of us got together and came up with a plan: the Skirt Flag of Independence. Graduation Day came, we got our diplomas, I ended my commencement address with "May the Force be with you, always." And we went home, several friends quitely passing me their no-longer needed grey skirts as the festivities ended. Armed with six grey skirts contributed by my friends and I, I went to Meijers (a 24-hour big box store slightly less sketchy than Wal-Mart) and bought a clothesline and some yellow felt. I went home, and spent the rest of the night sewing the waistbands of the skirts to the clothesline. I then cut the numbers "2007" out of the yellow felt and sewed them to the middle four skirts. The next morning, at 6 am, I deployed the skirt flag, sending it up the school flagpole. It stayed there for a day and a half. I had to rescue it from an impending rainstorm. The skirt flag is currently in safekeeping at my house. It appeared at several graduation parties, and is expected to appear at every class reunion. Apparently the administration never noticed it, but quite a few of the parents and students did...they thought it was hilarious.