Here’s the pics from the march… all in all an exhausting day, but I have to say that thanks to folks responses to yesterday’s entry I feel much happier about going. Not that I was feeling bad at all, but I feel much happier about providing some representative presence for other folks.
We show up at the queer part of the rally, Sheridan square at 11:20am note the old school “Eat the Rich” cap.
If Dubya knew that he could entice such a charming smile from bearbait by his resignation, he’d step down immediately. Further proof that super cute people protest: here’s pics of boichick, vernnyc, and badfaggot and GroovyQ guys Phil Montana and Avram Finkelstein.
Here we are at 1:40pm having moved a scant few blocks up Seventh avenue. Number of participants, silly crowd control measures, the fact that we stared at the very end and the burning dragon turned the march into a long series of tableau vivants. There was much standing around
Signs of course abounded:
One from the aftermath:
and my favorite moment of radical chic:
We met friends:
Artists Robert Gober and Sioban Liddel
Film makers Sandy Dubowski and Mark Heustis
3:00pm we have been drafted into being coffin bearers and have carried the cardboard coffin for a couple of hours I think we’re at 25th street by this point and have been standing in one place for half an hour.
A new march phenom: as we dawdled, Phil talks on the phone to his mom to find out what the media coverage is like. Via cell phone I found out frlom my friend David about the dragion, and we receive dispiriting news about the scant nature of the coverage. Around us someone is shouting and pointing out the Fox news camera man.
4:20pm As we finally pass the garden, Security scans us from behind barriers, NYPD is on the parapet, and a huge Fox ad mocks us. I’m on the phone to David who lets me know that we’re suddenly on CSpan.
afterwards we celebrate our essentially shallow nature by downing overpriced coffee capitalism – Vive la revolution!