It wasn't the biggest anti war bang of the new millenium, but it was the second biggest bang. Estimates by organizers of which I agree were 300,000 protestors. Good people all of them. Great people , people of conscience, commitment and true hatred toward the Bush administration. My kind of people.
My only regret is we were peaceful.
I can only guess at the overall feelings
of the 300,000, but I am certain that the
majority consensus was for the U.S
to end its war in Iraq; and that G.W Bush
be impeached and tried for war crimes.
I am also certain that none of my fellow
marchers would object to the complete purge of Congress, Whitehouse
and the Supreme Court. My only regret
as I stated before, is that the protest
remained peaceful. Nothing of political
and revolutionary importance ever gets
accomplished by peaceful means. As
all revolutionaries know, a revolution
needs martyrs.
Well, perhaps their was a martyr. Yes
that martyr was righteous anger and
courageous leadership. This appeared
to be seriously lacking , not one of the
speakers dared to say it. Not one of
the 300,000 dared to do what needed to
be done. So we marched and shouted and
sang some ,mind numbing song. Marched onward to nothing at the sound of a voice from a bull horn and the beat of
a lonely drum. The power of the people
limping along harnessed by fear,age and
a leaderless movement. Cindy Sheehan
cannot do it all. A frail woman with the
heart of God. The chaos was noticable
the potpouri of speakers and
notables together could not ignite the
fury of this crowd. A friend of mine
said he thought a helecopter was spraying something down on the the crowd of marchers, many could smell and taste it . I could not detect it but I wasn't in the complete thick of the
marchers where it was noticed. I did
notice an unusual malaise overcome me
and a certain disconnect from the crowd,
but I passed it off as fatigue and the
objective disconnect one makes when
filming an event for television or documentary. I was there as an observer
and as a participant but at no time did
I feel like throwing a bomb or hitting
anyone. At times being in the massive
crowd felt almost uphoric. Meshing
with the minds of hundreds of thousands of people who feel as you do. I
think I felt the oneness of humanity.
I think I experienced hope at a higher
level than I had ever experienced it before. I know almost everyone was
smiling, determined and quietly walking
side by side with strangers towards an
unknown destination. I don't think anyone knew where they were or where
they were marching to; but it seemed
that someone knew who was at the beginning of the march, and we all had
faith enough in them ( though we could
not see them or hear them) to follow.
It really didn't seem to matter to anyone
because they were all marching independently for their own reason for
being there. Everyones' reason as individual as their signs.
Americans will win our war , not against Iraq but against the true villian and
tyrant, G.W Bush. Americans will gain
our country back, our freedom and our
greatness but only after we rid ourselves
of the lice infected vermin who run our
Government. There is the power in
the American People slowly and methodically marching toward freedom
and justice. But without politicians( no
American politician was at the rally)
without the corporate media,(No major
corporate media outlet was at the rally except for CSPAN).
God may have been in Washington D.C
on September 24th, 2005, but he wasn't
in the White house, he was surrounding
it with 300,000 peaceful protestors,
shouting to rid the world of it's current occupant. Americans take a while to
boil, but when they do they overflow
and scorch the world around them. Once
their anger is rightly focused on the real villians, no hole in the ground will be deep enough for G.W and his henchmen , and the complicit Congress, to hide or
escape the wrath of the American people.