US - California - Full Moon 72 - 08/22/02
And The Surrounding Mountains
If ever one felt powerless it would be me. Powerless in a culture of a few rich white men
screwing everything up. Of course they've been doing that for centuries, but this is Really
Obscene. And if ever there was a time of hopelessness it would be now. A time when all around
me it looks like as big a mess as we've ever gotten ourselves into.
But I'm not and it isn't. I speak up now. I think more than I ever have. Part of the problem
world-wise is the apathy of the so-called Left in the 80's and 90's. Talking in the coffee shops
but rarely taking it to the streets.
A change is gonna come someday. Well, here we are.
I was delighted when I heard that Dick Cheney was coming to town and I had the day off to go
and Speak Up. He was here for a speech to The Commonwealth Club at the Fairmont Hotel and
knowing the closest I'd be able to get would be an authorized protest across the street, I went
This was all taking place across San Francisco from my house, so I took the metro to Powell
Station and got off underground. Above, I walked up Powell (Street) and crossed Bush (Street)
to get to Cheney (not even). Funny. When I got there The Mime Troupe had their Cheney look-alike
(exACTly) stage a mock press conference. He cracked me up. Walking through the crowd smiling and
waving, he offered a cheerful "F--- you" as he shook our hands. The people in the back got the
Yeah, it was fun and funny and I'm glad I went and took part. But it wasn't really protest,
it was street theater. It was sad, we had permission to be there; Cheney was on the complete
other side of the block, where we couldn't go.
I went home and lost myself in the somber hopefulness of this new Radar Brothers record...
"For you are still evil, in my sword you'll be caught"
Metaphorically, of course.
Copyright © 2002 Alice Kenner