Written by 5:00 am Miscellania

a political parable

I went to a meeting a couple years ago. The point of the meeting was to organize the SF community for the upcoming protests at the democratic convention. After milling about, munching on perfectly terrible vegan snack foods, talking with stoned college students about “”the guvment, maaan.”” we gathered around a shrill woman who was there to get us pumped up about screaming at Al Gore. Mnyeh.

Part of her schtick was to have everyone in the room yell out what they wanted to change in america. Simultaneously 100 or so people yelled out 100 or so reasons for going to the protest. Everything from gay rights to prison reform to protecting indigenous field mice was added to the cacophony of voices.

Someone once said, “”If you don’t know what you want, you’re sure to get it.””