The urinal itself is an overlooked device of our domestication and enslavement. Each time one uses it he loses something vital to his psyche. What kind of upright, freethinking gentleman wants to piss where thousands of others have pissed before, in the company of strangers and knuckleheads? Ideally I would never be within arm's reach of these lunatics walking around today. Nonetheless, one often finds himself with no choice, thanks in large part to the constraints of capitalism and an increasingly vigilant defense of concrete and steel by the petite bourgeoisie.
That is why I find the vagrant barbarian a 21st century revolutionary ideal of sorts. If you're serious about taking on the power elite you should cultivate an aura which would strike fear into the heart of any hotshot that takes issue with peeing on the electric vehicle charging station. Get a face tattoo or something. It's best to end that conversation before it even starts. The wicked must fear the righteous…