A Protest of One
I was involved in my first anti-war protest yesterday. It started innocently enough. I had no prior plans to publicly voice my concerns. It seemingly came out of nowhere. While activists formed human chains across 14th and Pennsylvania yesterday morning (a block from the White House), my protest occurred in the early evening at my local CVS drugstore. Two weeks ago I had a root canal. At the time, I was effusive about the whole affair. It was one of the best dental experiences I had ever had (I still stand behind that). But in the past week I’ve come to...