D.C. recap, part one
Now that I'm finally back online -- I got home last night from Tampa and almost immediately fell asleep -- I can share some observations (and pictures!) of the event(s) in Washington.
First of all, the Atriots with whom I spent the weekend swear like longshoremen, drink like Drunky McStagger, and are uniformly gorgeous/handsome, brilliant, hilarious, and fun. But then you knew that. Good times, indeed.
Next, the media coverage was poor at best. But then you knew that, too.
I'd say the crowd of "peace protestors" (an actual sign, as Thers has pointed out) probably was in the neighborhood of 30,000. This is based on some quasi-scientific counting by racy mind (estimating the number passing a given point per second and extrapolating therefrom for the length of the march); it certainly was more than the "several thousand" mentioned by the Washington Post, and it far exceeded the counterprotestors -- the "Gathering of Eagles" and Freeper "morans" -- who numbered perhaps 1,000 at best. (More on the media coverage shortly.)
I behaved myself fairly well. My best line, I think, was to an older Freeper type holding up a pink sign with a well-known picture of the guy with his head up his ass. It was meant to be a commentary on Code Pink, but of course I told him (yelled to him, really) that it was a great picture of George Bush. That seemed to make him and his colleagues mad, because they started telling me that I was Number One. (At least I think that's what they were saying ... I couldn't really hear them over the "You Were Lied To" chant we were doing.)
I did not have a chance to see, nor (therefore) to flip off, Ralph Nader. More's the pity.
I'll post pictures shortly. They are profound, moving, fun, and hopefully entertaining.
To be continued after a conference call ...
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