I met up with the marchers in Boston's Dewey Square and joined them with my own sign which I wrote with my 4 French friends in mind, [and who will be here in Boston visiting me at the end of the month.] Afterall, it is the French who proclaimed Liberté, égalité, fraternité during their revolution against the filthy rich oligarchy.
The demonstators were a mixed group of college students, middle-aged and older Americans from all sorts of backgrounds: African American, Latino, Muslim, Indian, Asian, and the rest of us. The weather cooperated by being an unseasonably warm and glorious almost mid-October Columbus Day, reaching the low 80s. People were handing out free water for the marchers whose voices were getting hoarser by the minute. Drum beaters, bongo players, and a band were there to add to the festive, but serious nature of the demonstration. I'm the one with the sign in French with the translation.
My voice is hoarse, and my feet are sore, but I'm glad I participated.
BTW. Every sign I saw was spelled correctly.
