The "Let Gaza Live" rally was amazing. We marched to the white house in the hail, rain, and cold.
It was amazing and kind of scary. There were heart-breaking signs with injured or killed children and their were woman carrying around baby dolls covered in red paint. My throat is sore from all the chanting. It made me feel so close to my religion and kind of mad at myself for not caring more, not doing more for the people in Palestine. It makes me sick to know that tonight I'll sleeping in my bed, in my heated room, in the safe rows of beaver cleaver houses while the oppressed are lacking the necessities of life.
There were like 2000+ people from all across the US. Oh yea and boatload of hot middle easterners. Just thought I'd add that.