Flashmobs are a good picture of societal dynamics: it takes courage to be the first to sing; note how the normies stare at the first singer with gaping contempt and incredulity, and are about to throw rotten Gregg’s pasties at her when the second singer stands and joins in, and then quickly the normies are seemingly outnumbered by the singers. Similarly, any great coherent societal movement takes great courage at the onset – one will inevitably look like a freak – but then comes a tipping point where the normies realise they are, if not in the minority, at least witness to something significant, something from which their ignorance excludes them.