our first action - hallibacon inaugural ball
we are lined up and down the sidewalk to the entrance of the hotel - most of the attendees look shocked to see us; few respond w/fuck you's, get a life, and communists! the latter always tickles me, especially because we are cp, codepink! the women in pink gowns look embaraased when we single them out as codepink women for peace folks! the wealth that oozes out of these people is nausiating - one of their gowns could probably feed our country's poor for weeks. lots of reporters are also on the scene and few police for at least 30 minutes. then the police decend upon us, telling us we are on private property. we figure out where the public sidewalk begins 10 feet away, still at the entrance, and head for it -= no one wants to be arrested tonite before the big action tomorrow. everyone has to pass thru our lines - we try to engage them at the very least.
we end the protest with a great pig squealing!!! then rush home to finish making banners, etc. for tomorrow. some wimmin will be up all nite, especially the ones working on the huge banner drop sign that says "champagne is flying, people are dying".
and all this is done in several inches of new snow & slush, and about 10 degree weather - brrrrr & grrrrrr!!!