March 23, 2003
At this moment life couldn't feel any more surreal. We've launched a war nine timezones away, bombs are falling and people are dying, people are rallying in protest and in support, and we're watching it all live. From trucks that are racing across the desert for crying out loud. It's only a matter of time before we see the first reporter ever to be killed by enemy forces on live television. However you feel about the war, you can't help but be glued to the tube.
Friday afternoon I went downtown to take photos of the rally at Federal Plaza. I knew that there were two rallies planned -- one for the first afternoon after the war began and one for the following day. The first rally was huge -- 10,000 people spilling out onto Lakeshore Drive and stopping traffic -- but Friday's rally turned out to be completely different. There were about 500 police officers in full riot gear surrounding the plaza two-deep. At one end there was a makeshift stage and about 200 protesters, and the rest of the plaza was filled with about 100 reporters and amateur photographers. The protesters grew in numbers but by 6pm half of the police officers left because they obviously weren't needed.
Pictures from that coming up (haven't developed them yet) -- this one digital snap will have to tide you over for now.
Saturday night was (again) spent at the Abbey Pub, this time listening to Black Dice and Godspeed You! Black Emperor. As pretentious as GY!BE may be in their beliefs and in their punctuation, they're awfully mesmerizing. And loud.
Someone fainted near the end of the show. I hate that need to do something yet not knowing what to do. Actually I knew what to do but not until 2 minutes later when I had time to think about it. So it will be fresh in your mind, read this, First aid for fainting, before you need to help someone.Posted at March 23, 2003 04:32 PM, Categories: Beardcore