Here are some photos from the protest! I have some thoughts about the experience, but mostly then can be summed up with:
1) The backs of my knees are very sunburned!
2) The best protesters I saw all weekend were under the age of 12, for sure!
3) It is hard to get from Brooklyn back to Queens at 4am after a few (umm) beers when you have a protest to get to in the morning!
4) The people protesting were great and creative and mostly fun, but we sadly ended up walking a few blocks with some socialists who had both a bullhorn and terrible diction. Bad! Everyone tried to follow along to their chants -- the allure of a bullhorn! -- but no one could understand. "[Mumble mumble] Bush [mumble]? [MUMBLE!]" Everyone around us was whispering, "Uhm, what was that again?"
5) Oy vey, the Republican counterprotesters were so pathetic that I almost felt bad for them. So silly, to have, like, 10 guys -- all with white baseball caps turned backwards, natch (oh the ills perpetrated on society by men in backwards white baseball caps!) -- yelling at half a million people.
La! I have more, but it must wait. It is aloe time for my legs, so I can, you know, wear pants to work again someday...
OK, is there a reason that none of all y'all bitches didn't tell me that Terrell Owens is playing for the Eagles now? Goodness, New England really is a wasteland of sports news! All we hear about are those thuggish Red Sox, ick! Thank God for football season -- and most of all for a Steelers-Eagles game on ESPN! I must have done something wicked good to deserve this!
ETA, because I forgot about this earlier: heard an NPR story today on this band, the Minibosses, who play old Nintendo songs in the indie rock manner. Hee.
I have my petty, mean, horrible reasons to enjoy seeing Kristen Gore's novel get trashed, I assure you. (Though Al, still love you, man!)
Also, perhaps you've heard of this new technology called "iPod" or something? I know, I know, but this weirdly-timed NYT article just firms up my conviction that indeed I will forego my usual holiday gifts of fancy shoes and leather gloves and jewelry for a souped-up iPod for sure!
Hey, C-SPAN is playing Kerry's 1971 testimony at 8pm tonight. Hear the whole thing, why don't you? (Or read it, if you too are addicted to "Big Brother" and want to see those bitch twins get their comeuppance live with Julie Chen!)
C-SPAN also recently rebroadcast the Kerry-O'Neill debate from "The Dick Cavett Show," which was very cool to see -- you can check the transcript from the show here. (Which, I should mention, is an anti-Kerry site that has the balls to actually post a transcript of something that really happened rather than the artfully edited fragments presented by pansy-assed Swift Boat Veterans for Unmitigated Lies and their friends in the Bush campaign. So good for this afore-linked site, that is pretty cool -- we don't agree on the issue, but I think we can all agree that the people deserve the opportunity to read the whole story and come to their own conclusions!)
Some stuff for you while I bustle about the house, knitting and falling asleep mid-row:
1) Hey, wasn't there, like, some shit about Bush's military service? Some lack of clarity about the record or something? Why yes there was! Or perhaps I should say, yes, there is. Errrmmm.
2) Protestors told to go fuck themselves. Sad. I wonder if I should xerox a copy of this great document I found the other day...I think it's called the Constitution!
3) Oh my GOD, I think poor, retarded Laura Ingraham is wearing a top from the fucking Gap on "Hardball"! And I think it's on sale by now! I knew she was intellectually bankrupt, but I had no idea she was on such a tight clothing budget! Perhaps she has been sued for libel (or is it slander, I always forget which one to use for which)?
4) My hometown's mayor (who was in the Guinness Book as being the nation's longest sitting mayor, checking in at 58 years in office), Robert P. Linn, died this weekend. Man! Mr. Pink suggested that instead of electing a new mayor, maybe the town should leave his chair open, sort of like in the Bible where you leave a seat for Elijah! Anyway, it's sort of been on the national news as an "oddity" item, and I am feeling fond!
5) I don't really understand why Bush wouldn't just take Max Cleland's letter today. I mean, why not take it and say, "Hey, I don't agree your perspective, but of course I will read what you have to say, I'm the President and I listen to my citizens!" Oh yeah, because he is an ass, that's why! Durr!
6) Slut yourself up for catching a Republican beau during the RNC's visit, New York ladies! Very funny, though I will say, I don't know that anyone with tits needs much help catching a Republican...I feel sometimes like I can't get through a day without at least one of them glomming on to me, with their sad, outmoded Brooks Brothers suits. (Via Wonkette.) Anyway, Simon Doonan wrote it, so you know it kicks ass.
Is it just me, or is this guy sorta dishy? (It was in the sidebar at Gawker, and you know, I love to window shop on behalf my single homegirls. Anyway, I'm married not spayed! Jesus!)
In other news: I am getting my ass kicked by the Dream Mohair I purchased for my wrap -- that shit is like velcro!
And, speaking of velcro (you know, I didn't even try and make that extremely witty segue on purpose -- and yeah, only relevant to those who have seen the movie already): I finally saw Garden State this weekend! I loved it, obviously, but what I loved even more, maybe, was that I saw my very first preview for the hotly-anticipated-by-Sarah I (Heart) Huckabees!
Hey, kids! My friend Alison brought this to my attention a while ago, but you know, I am rather slow on the uptake, so I present it now to you: Mainstream Moms Oppose Bush! You can write letters to women in swing states telling them how Bush policies are bad for kids and women. There are instructions for a letter writing party there too, and just think: you could combine it with your Stitch-n-Bitch or book club or beer-swilling ladies' gathering! Double whammy! La!