It's genuinely adorable you think your little "raid" with be anything more memorable than the thousands of other frustrated attempts you have made to bring about even just one significant change in this world. Because at the end of the day, nobody knows who you are. There is nothing significant, memorable, unique, or charismatic about you. So on June 27th, you and your little "friends" will go about your business, spamming your usual "b-b-b-b-ut we deserve human rights!!111!!1!!!" nonsense, and it will all be deleted and forgotten about. Nobody will remember this except you, where this frustrating memory of your failure to accomplish anything notable in life will haunt you for the rest of eternity.