I guess I'm a protester now. I hope I spelled it correctly.
I went to my first protest yesterday. I was a Tea Party protester.
The guy who was in charge of our city's Tea Party Protest said he only expected around 15 people to show up. But by the time I got there (ten minutes late), he was floored as about 100 showed support on our city's courthouse steps.
Volunteers read the Bill of Rights, and the organizer passionately urged people to call their congressmen and congresswomen. Senators and representatives estimate that for each phone call they receive regarding an issue, 200 of their constituents feel the same way.
I'm kind of surprised myself that I went to the protest, but here's the thing: I'm a pretty laid-back person. I get along with just about everyone who's sane. But I do get riled up about some things. And I could not see anything wrong with being an extra body at the civilized and non-violent protest to show my opinion. I have a voice, too, and as the organizer said, "We are not the silent majority anymore."
Also, here's something a colleague showed me that you might find interesting. Click here.
I'm not an overly political person, I'm really not. But today, I guess I am. =)