by: Virginia Moran, Grass Valley
Published: October 5, 2005 at 08:53 on YubaNet
also on TruthOut

I went with my friend, Kim and her friends. We left from the West Carrollton Station and took the Metro. From the moment we entered the parking lot at the Metro station until midnight that night, we were surrounded by incredibly determined, kind, funny, angry, sincere, interesting, opinionated, strong, discouraged, depressed, desperate, sad, fearful like-minded souls and it felt great. Not in a misery loves company kind of way--but in finding a sane home for awhile. Separately, we tear our hair and wring our hands. Collectively, we change the world.

The air felt like it was destined to be changed. We were like a wave, one big beautiful wave of caring, action, and democracy and for a little while, we were going to subject our nation's capitol to some democracy since it rarely experiences any these days. [...] Reading this makes you feel you were there. http://tinyurl.com/cgpav for the Yubanet copy; http://tinyurl.com/drhlg for the TruthOut copy.


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