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Rally to Restore Sanity and Cyclops Guinea Pigs
I didn’t want to go this morning. I woke up late after having this dream about wanting to take home a cyclops, vomiting guinea pig from a pet fair held at the local middle school which had been redone to look like a mall. The cyclops guinea pig had seen me walking below (his cage was high up near the ceiling) and he had taken a running leap out of his cage to land in my arms. I was cradling him on his back so I could see when he was about to throw up and lovingly tipping him towards the ground so the vomit landed away from us. Seriously, how could you get out of bed and shlep yourself down to a rally after having a dream like that?
But, of course, I hauled myself out of bed, showered, packed up my reasonable sign, and explained to the twins why we were shleping down to the rally, and in explaining it to them, it sort of became clear to me and was the fuel I needed to get in the car and stand on the chilly Mall with other people desiring the same thing.
Because reasonableness is like that cyclops guinea pig and it needs me to love it and cradle it just as much as my vomiting pet.
Or something like that.
On the way to the rally
Turning onto the Mall
Hey, I found Lindsay in that sea of 200,000+ people
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The crowds began around Kalorama Heights. Anyone familiar with Kalorama Heights knows that it is nowhere — NOWHERE — near the Mall. It would probably be over an hour and a half walk for someone with legs as short as mine. But the sea of people began in fits and starts in upper northwest, and continued in fits and starts all the way down to the Capitol.We had a brilliant plan to park the car at Josh’s office, walk to the Metro, take it a few stops to Chinatown, get off and walk a few blocks to the Mall — perfect. Except that the Metros were so packed out in Silver Spring — as in, suburban Maryland — that people were waiting in long lines just to enter the stations, much less ride the trains. We gave up this idea when we saw the Dupont Metro.
So we walked. With the rest of the costume-and-sign-holding crowd. And there was something exciting about walking through this city that I love with this person that I love going to a rally that is proposing an idea that I love.
I had so many people on the sign that I needed to also use the green back…
Thank you to everyone who came with me in spirit.
The crowd around us. The Mall was so packed that it was difficult to move around.
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On any day of the week, there is a rally in D.C. and the participants dress up to make their point since rallies are sort of like D.C.’s version of a theater scene (hey! D.C. has a vibrant theater scene!). Therefore, on any day in D.C., it is possible to find something like a woman dressed as Fidel Castro in knee-high boots wearing an enormous diaper. This is not something that would make me slow down or think twice (well, okay, I do have to admit that I’ve contemplated why Fidel Castro would be wearing an enormous diaper or knee-high dominatrix-like boots).
But because the rally was a day before Halloween, it was impossible to know what was a Halloween costume of someone who happened to be walking in the direction of the Mall and what was a rally costume. And did it really matter?
The costumes were probably the best part of the rally. Beyond the inexplicable human bananas or Scooby Doos were the beautiful drag queens and the numerous zombies. Actually, the best part of the rally were the signs. Beyond the non-sequitors such as “I love waffles!” were the range from truly moving (“Legalize Peace” held by an earnest, elderly lady) to truly hysterical (“What do we want? Brains! And when do we want it? Brains!”).
We moved around the rally reading signs since the sound system was terrible and we could only hear portions of the musical guests and speeches.
Can you find Waldo in this picture?
Rally signs.
Hanging out on the Mall.
Brains!
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Throughout the rally, I couldn’t get the image of my cyclops, vomiting guinea pig out of my head (I mean, honestly, would you?). I felt like it must mean something. Why would I have such a vivid dream that stuck so long with me into the day if it didn’t mean something?
And the best I could do was think about how deeply I loved that guinea pig, even though it was leaving trails of vomit on the floor around me. And isn’t that sort of how the rest of the world interacts with us? We’re all lovable and wonderful within community, but then, we also vomit on each other. And it’s up to all of us to still choose to cuddle each other close, to hold each other, even though holding each other can be a very messy prospect.
Does that work better?
No?
R2D2 was there, because he’s a reasonable robot.
The vast crowd behind us.
The vast crowd in front of us.
Gay Muslim Zombies (zombies seemed to be the reasonable supernatural figure of choice)
Indeed!
More thoughts once I digest the experience further.
October 30, 2010 21 Comments
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October 30, 2010 Comments Off
312th Friday Blog Roundup
It will be so nice to have all of you with me at the rally (at least in spirit) on Saturday. You can still add your name to the sign (it’s a pretty big piece of orange poster board) until tonight around 9 pm. Then I need to finish it off and make sure it’s dry before we head down in the morning. Will post pictures and stories on Saturday night.
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The Weekly What If: Even though this isn’t possible, if the elections next Tuesday came down to a single vote and YOU cast the final vote deciding the election (a la Swing Vote), would you want people to know this weekend that you have the deciding vote? How about after the vote has been cast? Or would you rather it remain a secret?
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The Creme de la Creme is coming, the Creme de la Creme is coming (like the Redcoats, but less violent).
The Creme de la Creme list will open on Monday. Tuesday at the latest. I’m giving you this heads up because some people want to be towards the top of the list. So … take the weekend to read through your archives, pick a few favourites, ask readers to vote if you can’t narrow it down by yourself, and get ready to get your Creme on.
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The ChickieNob’s teacher asked to speak with me after school. She told the children that since they were going on a field trip, they needed to bring their lunch in a brown paper bag. The ChickieNob disagreed.
“Paper bags are bad for the environment,” she chirped, repeating one of the numerous lectures we make them sit through at the aquarium or zoo. “I am going to bring my lunch box.”
“You can’t bring your lunch box,” her teacher explained. “We aren’t bringing back the lunches from this trip. The bag that we use to take down the lunches will turn into the garbage bag after lunch.”
“I have a perfect plan,” the ChickieNob informed us. “I will bring my lunchbox inside a brown paper bag and then I will reuse the brown paper bag later.”
This went on for a bit and the ChickieNob was finally convinced that sometimes other factors trump being a good environmentalist, such as a teacher needing a system to smoothly cart 50 students on a field trip. Sometimes, we just have to use something disposable and chalk it up to life getting in the way of our best laid plans (talk about environmentalist guilt).
I came on the field trip and sat across from the ChickieNob as she opened her brown paper lunch bag, which is why I got to hear the kindergartener mutter to herself: “my teacher, apparently, thinks it’s okay to use disposable bags. When I know that it’s not. But I’m using one and I’m going to throw it away.”
And the sighing. For the love, the sighing.
The aquarium should be proud of how well she has internalized “Our Ocean Planet.”
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And now, the blogs…
Seriously, have you read anything funnier than Julie’s take on Facebook on A Little Pregnant? I would say more than that, but I’m too busy reading about David Silver’s relationship with crystal meth.
On the other end of the spectrum — the way other side of the spectrum — Kir’s Corner has a moving post about losing her father. But beyond that, it is a stunning tribute to her father and even if you never met him, you’ll walk away feeling as if you just spent time with him.
BigP and Me has a very honest, very moving post about her unique fears in having another child. And frankly, that honesty is very very powerful. Which is why I left the post thinking that her fears couldn’t come true because someone who is intuitive enough to have those fears would do everything in her power to not repeat the cycle. It’s the opposite of denial.
Lastly, Dreams Recovered has a post about a pair of red shoes that make her happy. I don’t know why — especially since they’re not my red shoes — but I kept smiling while reading it. I love this thought: “I looked down at them today and I kinda feel bad about the shoes. They never match the clothes I wear and I can just imagine what other people think when they see me in these crazy red shoes. I was thinking maybe I should retire the shoes, but I stuck my feet in them again today and said, maybe not.” Go read and tell her what inanimate object sums up who you are.
The roundup to the Roundup: Last chance to get on the rally sign. Answer the Weekly What If. Creme de la Creme is starting up next week. The ChickieNob saves the environment. And lots of great posts to read.
October 29, 2010 11 Comments
Yes, I’m Going to the Rally to Restore Sanity
When Jon Stewart made the announcement about his march back in September, Josh and I decided to go down, even though we’re not really marchers. In fact, the last march I can remember us going to was the Million Mom March back in May of 2000. When you live in D.C., marches are a dime a dozen.
Why this march and not the other 3 billion marches that have happened in the 10 years since our last march? Not to mention the 3 billion counter-marches that usually go on daily as well. Can’t have a march here without a counter-march.
I’m not really sure. It isn’t the celebrity factor since celebrities bring their causes to our city on a daily basis. It isn’t that our politics are aligned because frankly, I don’t do political rallies even when I agree on every issue.
So it must be the message.
Because while I don’t believe strongly in a lot of things, I do believe in reasonableness, and, by fuck, we certainly need more of it. A case in point, a few weeks ago, I wrote a series of posts that said that while I would have loved to have breastfed the twins, I wasn’t medically able because my body produces no prolactin, and while I think breastfeeding is groovy just as I think formula feeding is groovy, what I think does a great deal of damage on a quest to raise breastfeeding rates (which are already at a pretty reasonable 73.9% in terms of trying breastfeeding) is supremacy language.
And while the majority of people responded with a reasonable, “huh, I feel that way too” or a reasonable, “well, I think the breast is best campaign rocks, but you’re entitled to your opinion and I can respect it,” there were also the people who screeched, “Melissa is anti-breastfeeding!”
And the point is that if people can jump from the idea of “the wording of a campaign pisses me off” to Melissa just gave people the idea that breastfeeding is worthless and that she doesn’t support the hard work of breastfeeding … well … then we need this rally. Because we seem to have forgotten that being pro-something doesn’t make you anti-something else.
And because people are on a hair trigger. People don’t even read blog posts anymore. They just skim to see if the person is in agreement with their ideology, and if they’re not, they unleash their displeasure on them. Twitter is no longer the fun place to discover what someone is considering eating for lunch. Now I need to wade through people writing inflammatory statements just to upset others. And equally annoying, 30 calls to action a day for people’s personal problems with a company, organization, or other person. Shit happens, and now, instead of dealing with it on our own, we instantaneously call forth an angry mob and call that social action. We’re no longer responding directly to words and ideas and leaving people out of it — we’re skipping their ideas and verbally attacking human beings.
And I’m sure this post will get a few nasty comments too amid all the reasonable ones saying, “yes, I agree that we don’t all need to espouse the same philosophy in order to respect one another.” Because I think the vast majority of us agree that the people we surround ourselves with don’t need to be replicas of ourselves. That a nice Jewish socialist girl like me can be good friends with a nice Christian New Age Libertarian. And I don’t love her despite those characteristics — I love her because of those characteristics.
I’m well aware that there are a lot of reasonable people out there who fit Jon Stewart’s description of the perfect people for this rally: those “who believe that the only time it’s appropriate to draw a Hitler mustache on someone is when that person is actually Hitler. Or Charlie Chaplin in certain roles.” And I’m sorry if you’re that person yet you don’t live close to D.C. or can’t get down to the rally.
But just as you have accompanied me on a lot of quests over the years, I would like to bring you with me to this one.
So if you would like to be included on the sign I’m bringing to the Mall, which will say “we are reasonable” at the top, please leave a message of support below and I will include your name or blog title (all comments that come in after 9 pm on Friday will be there in spirit since I need time to make the sign). I will be taking pictures and posting them here (hopefully on Saturday night).
Yes, you can be included on my sign even if you are going yourself. And if no one wants to be included, I’ll still make my sign (changing the “we” to an “I”) and behave reasonably.
Because seriously, is being reasonable that difficult? Does allowing people their own philosophy, politics, religion, parenting choices, style of dress hurt me?
Remember when you were little and you went to a friend’s house and their mum served something you didn’t like and how the accepted response was, “no, thank you.” You wouldn’t have dreamed of yelling at them, “well, you’re a hateful human being if you thought to serve me chicken nuggets, bitch.” Um, can we bring back the “no, thank you?”
Please?
October 27, 2010 91 Comments
Let’s Do the Time Warp Again
I was born to be Magenta. Seriously. It is the one benefit to having my mop of brown curls; you brush it out, tease it up, smear on some lipstick, find a French maid outfit (make sure you wear a black bra underneath and not your normal beige one), and head out to Rocky Horror.
And for a long time running, I was Magenta. You know, like those kids who stand in the front of the theater and act out the movie, helping the audience to call out the right lines. I was pawed by more Columbias and laughed evilly with more anemic-looking Riff-Raffs than I care to remember. For your viewing pleasure, a 16-year-old Melissa with her hair all teased out a la Magenta on the way to the Key Theater in Georgetown*:
Which is why I was so excited to find out that Glee is covering Rocky Horror tomorrow night (October 26th) as their Halloween episode. Forget the fact that I have never even seen Glee. I was so excited that I wrote it into my datebook so I wouldn’t forget to Gleek out. Isn’t that what the kids call watching Glee? Gleeking out?
My feeling is that there is no such thing as bad Rocky. I’ve seen a few stage productions of it and I’ve seen it in plenty of different theaters so I’ve encountered numerous “casts” that way. And while none touch the pure joy of watching Tim Curry or Susan Sarandon, it’s all good. So I’m excited to see Glee tackle it too.
Josh even endured listening to the soundtrack this weekend in the car while we drove downtown. He must really love me.
* The odd line you see around the photo is the fact that it is a Polaroid (oh my G-d, it makes me feel so old to think that we had cameras where you couldn’t even make a second copy of the photograph much less put it online).
October 25, 2010 26 Comments






















