another day, another protest

i only spent an hour on the corner today, but it was a lovely hour.

it was nice and sunny this morning, which was nice after yesterday's rain.

there's nothing terribly special about the day; just another one of the thousands in the queue.

there were a bunch of wavers, one honker, one steely eyed and angry church lady, and one guy who rolled down his window to shout "they're all just a bunch of hypocrites, ain't they?"

"you got that right", i answered, and we waved and smiled at each other as he passed.

a woman called me over to the other side of the street to tell her the story. "i see you out here all the time and i told my husband the next time i was out here i was going to ask you."

the fraudulent pastor came out for some reason or other and offered to buy me a bottle of water, but the last time i spoke to the fraudulent pastor i told her that i could take nothing else from her until the day i receive communion in the church.

so i didn't have anything to say to her today, but since there were people going in and out of the church, i got to sing.

where i stand on the corner or whether i stand still or walk has a lot to do with how i judge the traffic, and where the message will have the most ears and the most eyes on it.

people using the church within earshot = singing.

there are some very interesting social and communications dynamics involved with protesting over a long period of time. if i were a sociology or communications grad student, i would have a thesis project going here.

it is really fascinating and over the next twenty years or so, i will be really glad that in year one i decided to take notes.

see you on the streetcorner tomorrow.