Protest

It’s been 30 years, but I’m back at an anti-war protest. From the looks of most foks, they remember 1969 as well. I understand that things have died down a bit, but there are still lots of people here, carrying signs, talking, chanting, and just kinda wandering around. I expect to see Andy Carvin come up at any minute. I have to say that it was kinda weird seeing folks coming back in with their signs, returning to their rooms at the Grand Hyatt. No judgment. Just differn’t.

Now a large group are trying to make a giant human peace sign. And, yes, the smell of cannabis just wifted by. That’s not differn’t.

Well, time to wonder back to the hotel. Early flight out tomorrow.