The ability to protest is a noble one. Even so, you may wish to consider revisiting your life choices when, at 8:30 on a Tuesday morning, you find yourself at the top of a dirt track in London Colney dressed in full Arsenal kit and a mask of Alexis Sanchez's face, sitting on a prop marked "naughty step" and holding up a banner reading "#wengerout #alexisin," all while being flanked by two toy dogs. Yes, two toy dogs.
Oh Arsenal, what new depths can this embarrassment of a season possibly reach next?
While Wenger hones new ways to effectively say nothing about his future despite weekly entreaties from the press -- "don't worry, you will get that soon," was Tuesday's reply -- the Arsenal supporters are reduced to finding ever more desperate ways to transmit their anger at the suggestion he is about to sign a new two-year deal.
"Wenger Out" posters have been seen at World Cup qualifiers and Wrestlemania but Tuesday's surrealist performance outside the training ground, topped off with another stooge dressed as Wenger with a "fourth place trophy" and an unzippable coat, was the most extreme yet.
Without wanting to police emotions and behaviours, there are clearly ways to protest and there are clearly ways to protest. It's wildly unfair to label any and all acts of insurrection against Wenger as embarrassing. Gary Neville was wrong to describe a fan as an "idiot" when he brandished a banner reading "enough is enough time to go" during the 3-1 defeat to Chelsea in February. The message was blunt and, if not particularly respectful of Wenger's achievements, it was certainly not abusive.
At the weekend, there were jokes abounding on social media when it turned out that supporters had hired trucks to carry posters ahead of the 2-2 draw against Manchester City promoting the campaign for Wenger to go. Rather than being embarrassing, they were pretty effective in garnering publicity without overstepping any boundaries. Also plastered on them was the absolute rationale for why supporter protests are not only acceptable, but actually vital in the circumstances.
"Arsene is ultimately accountable to the fans," said chief executive Ivan Gazidis in 2011. "If you are seeing the relationship between the fans and manager break down over time that is unsustainable."
With that statement featured on those trucks, Gazidis swerved any personal responsibility, or any collective responsibility on behalf of the board, and effectively placed Wenger's fate in the hands of the supporters. In effect it was the men paid vast salaries to make big decisions telling the people who paid the highest ticket prices going that if they ever wanted change, it would be down to them to force it from the ground up.
Six years later, is it any wonder that those supporters, who are fed up with a weak board apparently devoid of any intent to do anything significant about the club's slide from relevance, are so desperate to take action themselves? The trouble is finding the right way to express their frustration. It's a balancing act that's not always been skilfully negotiated.
There will be no hard and fast rules imparted here -- people will take their own view of the "Wexit" banner or dueling planes in the skies above West Bromwich -- but bringing along mini Atom and Humbers probably isn't the way forward if your aim is to provoke a sober debate about the future of the club. Neither is calling for the head of a kit man and club institution who has been at Arsenal since 1985. Embarrassing the club and the vast majority of supporters isn't likely to be a productive way to advance your aims; any legitimate message quickly gets lost. And there is a legitimate message that can be expressed by many legitimate means.
For all his faults, though, Wenger is an intelligent and serious man who deserves an intelligent and serious response. On a very functional level, he wouldn't listen to any other kind. And when he drives into his place of work on a Tuesday morning only to see what looks like some kind of witless GCSE art project inspired by the inane depths of Twitter, who could blame him?