Photo by John Hoff
At Monday's rally (September 1) I paid $9 for a hamburger and a bottle of water. These shirts, above, cost $20 on Day 1, but a day or two later the price was slashed to $15. At least the Poor People's March had the decency to charge 10 bucks for a shirt. I'm not sure how many they sold. I saw a guy there who was incredibly excited over "all kinds of free granola and s****."
Just as some protesters managed to infiltrate the Republican National Convention, I think some Republicans managed to infiltrate the anti-war rallies and marches. But instead of unfurling a banner, the Republicans just set up concession stands and robbed their opponents blind.
I have to admit, however, it was mind-altering just to go around reading all the clever, consciousness-raising slogans. My personal favorite: God WAS my co-pilot, but we crashed in the mountains and I had to EAT him.
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Being the amazing, true-to-life adventures and (very likely) misadventures of a writer who seeks to take his education, activism and seemingly boundless energy to North Minneapolis, (NoMi) to help with a process of turning a rapidly revitalizing neighborhood into something approaching Urban Utopia. I am here to be near my child. From 02/08 to 06/15 this blog pushed free speech to the envelope, so others could take heart and speak unafraid. Email me at hoffjohnw@gmail.com
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