Last Night I Had the Strangest Dream....

Last night there were hastily-organized demonstrations across the country in support of Cindy Sheehan, the woman who lost her son in Iraq and has parked herself outside the entrance to the Bush ranch in Texas, demanding an explanation. I saw on the web there was one planned right in our very own (heavily Republican) town of Ridgefield, CT, right on Main Street in front of the town hall. Naturally I went! The scene was eerily familiar - the crowd a lot older than the last time we all had to do this in the 60's and 70's. Noticeably lacking in young people! But there were about 100 people there, more than I would have expected given the nature of our community. We stood with our candles and signs where passing motorists could see us - "honk if you want to end the war"! My informal poll of the observers suggested that of those who made responses, around 70% were supportive - more than I had expected. Oh yeah, every once in awhile someone would drive by and yell at us out the window of his car- one guy even stopped in the middle of the intersection to berate the crowd telling us that we were being especially unpatriotic, since the Revolutionary war was fought right here, in this very street! In an earlier time, we might have pulled him from the car and rolled it, but cooler heads prevailed and he drove off in a huff.

Anyway, it was beautiful evening - a lovely clear sunset, caring people, candles in the dusk. The way life should be. Stop the War.