demnan's quest

Get in the Streets

When I was in elementary school our country faced a crisis similar to the one we face today.  We were at war with a country for no reason that would benefit their country or ours.  My oldest brother was over there in that pointless war.  He was called up on December 16, 1966.  Yeah, happy fucking Christmas, we're taking your boy, your beloved son, brother to fight in our fucking pointless war.

My brother went.  That's what people in my family did.  My grandmother, though bought him a small handgun.  "In this war, you don't know who your friends are or who your enemies are".

Another thing my grandmother did was to contact our local Congressmen, Broyhill, and tell him that my brother had a great talent working with electronics and shouldn't be on the front line.

My brother was spared the front line because of this.   

I loved my grandmother so much.

I have tormented my state Delegates, and Congressmen with letters ever since.

And I'm out in the streets protesting!  You have a protest march near me, count me in, baby.

John Edwards for President

Today is the day I've been waiting for since the election.  The day when John Edwards would announce his candadacy.  I think it's brilliant to go to New Orleans, there is not better symbol in the United States of the neglect shown by the Bush Administration then the empty dismal ruins of the Ninth Ward.  It means something to Edwards, a guy who came up from nothing to run for those who have nothing.

When I met Edwards at Andy Hurst's fund raiser back in October, he didn't scan the room for the most important people to talk to, he talked to us first, the people working the front desk.  Now I get a chance to express my excitement knowing that he would run for President.  Now I must get a bumpersticker, my hat's in the ring!