So picture this: it’s a frigid night in Minneapolis, and while sensible people are nestled in their blankets and dreamland, a group of protesters decides it’s prime time to follow ICE (that’s Immigration and Customs Enforcement for those keeping score at home) to their hotel. Yup, you read that right! Instead of getting cozy on the couch with a cup of cocoa, these protesters bravely rallied outside a hotel like it was the hot new nightclub in town. Who wouldn’t want to wake up to the sound of chants and whistles instead of, you know, restful silence?

As the night air got colder, and the police decided enough was enough, an announcement from the authorities rang out—always nice to have a side of legality with your madness. The police warned the assembly to disperse or face consequences, and let’s just say it wasn’t an invitation to join a book club. Can you imagine trying to catch some Z’s while outside a hotel, an entire squad of people is demanding that ICE leaves? In what universe is that anything but a surefire way to earn an angry call from your hotel manager?

But let’s dig deeper into the mind-boggling choices here. It’s late, folks! People have to work in the morning! Are the protesters members of the “midnight shift for social justice?” That sounds exhausting! While normal folks are tossing and turning in their sleep, likely dreaming of coffee and doughnuts, these activists are upping their “disturbing the peace” game like it’s the latest Olympic sport. What happened to the good ol’ days when protests had a clear target and goal, like civil rights or environmental issues? Now it’s simply “We want illegal immigrants to stay!” as if that’s some noble crusade that’ll earn them a spot in the history books.

And let’s talk about the professionalism—or lack thereof—in all this. Some of the participants seemed to be playing out a scene from a dramatic reality show. With the cops standing firm, folks were throwing out lines like “I know my rights!” A commendable sentiment, of course, but not when your right to free speech clashes with the right of hotel guests to not have their beauty sleep interrupted. Maybe the rights pamphlet got lost in the blizzard?

Now, imagine trying to explain this whole debacle to someone who just tuned in. “So, you’re telling me that American citizens are out there supporting the rights of people who broke the law to get here? And they think that making noise at a hotel is the way to solve this?” It sounds like a plot twist straight out of a sitcom. If there’s one thing these protests proved, it’s that there’s a fine line between activism and just plain antics. When you’re outside a hotel at 11 PM yelling, you’ve crossed over into “What are you doing with your life?” territory.

At the end of it all, these earnest activists may have intended to create some change, but all they really accomplished was making the Minneapolis police earn their overtime. Who knew that standing out in the freezing cold yelling while people were just trying to sleep could serve as a reminder of how far removed some can be from the realities of life? Let’s hope the next round of protests involves a better plan—perhaps one that includes a cozy coffee shop, a little more logic, and a lot less, well, shivering in the cold!