So, I went to class, and was bored, because the guest speaker had one of those really soothing voices that would be great for a bedtime story but not for lectures, and she's an interesting woman, she actually wrote our textbook.
But like the good student I am, I'd read the textbook. Some of what she said was interesting, but she went over time and it was one of those things where you just want to leave because you already know what's being talked about.
Then I went to the campus center for lunch because I didn't think I had anything here for lunch. This guy wearing a shirt that said "Support the President, Confirm John Roberts" and a College Republicans sticker tried to hand me a piece of paper, saying "here you go, dear." I glared at him. First off, I'm not entirely certain that either the president or Judge Roberts believe that women should have full citizenship and autonomy over their own bodies. Secondly, I'm 23 years old, and you're likely an undergrad, 21 at most. Don't call me dear, because I'm not your girlfriend. The only Republican allowed to call me dear is my father (he's technically registered as one, though he's not really a Republican). The funny thing is then I left and he didn't even try to give me anything because he remembered. He said something to the other people with him about how his positive response rate had gone down since he put on the sticker.
Anyway, while I was eating lunch, I saw on tv that there was a protest in front of the White House. Since I didn't have anything else to do, I walked over (it's not far). It was great. It was anti-war, a carry over from the weekend. There were people getting arrested (voluntarily- they knew they would, they wanted to), including, allegedly, Cindy Sheehan
. There were several clergy, as well as a contigent of Code Pink
and several Veterans for Peace
. These were the people directly in front of the gate, some were support for those who were going to be arrested. Those arrested were essentially arrested for standing still in front of the White House. The Police were very polite and non-violent, even helping get water to those sitting on the sidewalk. There were barricades and the rest of us were protesting on the other side, offering our support to the main protesters. One group was Breasts Not Bombs
, who were topless women. They were protected under the 1st amendment because it was political speech. They got quite a few looks. I wished I had my camera, not just for them, but for the whole thing. It was amazing. Buddhists meditating, people singing, etc. Some people were a little ridiculous, but it was very peaceful and non-violent. I almost joined in with the topless women, because it would have been fun. A bunch of school kids, around 12-13 years old, all boys, walked by, which was hilarious, since they were very excited to see topless women. Of course, these were not Playboy models, they were real women with stretch marks and sagging boobs and everything. It was cool.
And really, as much as people say they hate America and get mad at the police, in many other countries in the world such a protest would be completely impossible and put down by the military. As much as I dislike many things that are happening in the government and the world, I'm really glad that we're allowed to freely express those feelings. And I love living in DC, where I can walk to a protest after class.