Still Going

So I went over to Lake Forest Park this morning, to check in on the protestors. They showed up promptly at 11am and started waving their signs and placards.

The small group of regulars who hang out on this corner every Saturday, rain or shine, for an hour have become something of a fixture, to the point that they're a reliable way of knowing if noon has arrived or not.

One of them told me that last week, with all of the anti-Trump protests, that there were about one hundred people present. Which I'd actually heard about. The whole reason I'd come by today was to see how many of them were going to stick around.

Because your typical lefty protest/drum circle can always drum up a good number of people. Occupy Seattle was proof of that. But what makes this bunch interesting is that they always show up. There's a core of the group who is always there. And it's not the young people who come to the marches and chants. It's the older people who understand what they're actually doing: sharing a message, rather than saving the world.