fourth saturday of easter

it was pretty uneventful this morning on the line.

there were the regular wavers, near neighbors almost and their waves now pretty much represent hey, good morning. have a good day.

one runner shouted her good morning across the street and one car going through the intersection felt the enterprise merited a whole arm wildly waving out the window and some thumbs up.

the few people who are tight lipped and disappointed are hardest to gauge. they might be disappointed in any aspect of the situation, for or agin'.

near the end of the walk a man stopped in the intersection to ask what the story is.

i wish i could remember all of what he said, because i would like to hold and keep it close to my heart in the moments it gets uncomfortable.

what he said is that he is impressed by my tenacity. he told me i am persistent and clear and not overbearing.

just right, he said. keep it up, good luck, and thanks.

the really important thing, aside from how i feel personally about his support is the other thing he says, what everybody says: i see you out here every day. i keep wanting to talk with you.

because the objective of the walk is to rebrand the williston federated church so that no matter how anybody agrees or disagrees, the message and the image of the protest gets permanently associated with that corner, that church and that pastor.

when they told me they were throwing me out and that i had no options, that it wasn't their problem, this is the option i chose.

they have behaved as if i am attempting to convince them to take me back but once i knew they were filthy from the core the only thing to do was expose, educate, name.

it is a global problem and an institutional problem and an institution that will not do the right thing for its own sake and then not do the right thing even for appearance's sake must be corrected, and sharply.

and so i walk.