omaha & the street people
he wants to know who i am - i hand over my driver's license, insurance card, and registration. i ask him if he's ever heard of codepink. he shoulda said yes because it was certainly my opening to talk about bush, his color-coded scare tactics, and the brilliant wimmin of codepink who said "hell no, we're in CodePink for peace!" i tell him we are a grassroots peace organization that is going to stop this war, bring our children home from iraq, and bring peace to our world.
who can argue w/that! he remains friendly and neutral thru my whole spiel - i can't tell one way or the other how he feels - because he doesn't react, i believe he's at least questioning this government & this war. he returns to his cruiser, runs my info i'm sure, and then returns my documents to me, assuring me i didn't do anything wrong.... hmmmmm....
i'm at the library in omaha - found it quite easily this time. again, in the park across the street from the library, there are many people gathered - they appear to be homeless. several raise their arms, many smile broad toothless smiles, & i hear a general shout in agreement. an older white straight couple walk by, hand-in-hand. they inch over closer to the truck to read the other side. i talk w/them. they ask if this is my truck -= "mine & the banks!" is my standard reply.
we talk about this horrid war, they both talk about viet nam and find the simliarities. they end up telling me bush should spend a nite sleeping on the street & maybe then he'd get it - they both look at each other & laugh.
the library has a sign-up sheet for computers & a long waiting list - i get on one on the third floor, then have to return to the first floor for another. i'm trying to catch up on my blog....
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