maybe there is still hope...

hundreds of thousands of people across the country are walking out of schools, jobs, and homes to hit the streets in an old fashioned american protest. they are appalled at the irresponsibility of our leaders in attempting to criminalize their families, friends, and themselves simply for trying to get a better life, an opportunity that is all too rare in the world, and that millions hope to find in america. there has been talk from the naysayers that a lot of these kids are just looking for an excuse to get out of school...but these folks forget the power of youthful piss and vinegar, they forget the power of the american dream and what it means to so many, perhaps because they have struggled for so long to deny it to all but their closest friends and piers on the upper rungs of society. seeing the streets in major cities, and not-so-major cities across the united states clogged with people declaring they will no longer live in the shadows of society, propping up a standard of living for so many that is denied to their parents, them children, their friends and themselves...all because someone had the balls to wander across the desert or the ocean for the dream of their piece of the american pie...has left me with hope that maybe it is not to late to stand up and right the wrongs of washington over the last few decades, the excess, the self-indulgence, the willful ignorance. maybe it isn't to late for the rest of us to come out of the shadows and be heard rather than muttering complaints under our breath without forcing the folks in washington to hear what we have to say and bringing back the hope, promise and potential that america can represent. afterall, what's more american than taking to the streets?

in the end, it is all too telling that it takes millions of illegal immigrants to remind us, the people that take everything that comes with being a recognized citizen of the united states for granted and can't even find the time to brave the cold and rain on election day, of that hope, that promise, that potential...

freedom yells, it don't cry...