On Saturday I left my house at 5:00a.m. to attend Jon Stewart's Rally to Restore Sanity. I was so excited about the rally, that I stayed up all night making two posters:
Notice that I am sporting a rally T-Shirt which declares, "I disagree with you, but I'm pretty sure you're not Hitler."
This was not your typical rally. First of all, it was organized by two comedians and was centered around musical performances. However with estimated attendance in the hundreds of thousands, there was more purpose to it than just a standard comedy act. The point of our demonstration? Hard to say. I think it meant something different to each person, but you can get a general idea from the great number of witty signs that were held up around the National Mall. To me, it was about being a Moderate. I'm not always going to agree with other people about everything, and that's okay.
Unfortunately, the fact is that there are a whole lot of things that I don't understand. I recognize this. But, every time I try to learn something about a topic, I feel like I'm being pressured into one bias or another instead of being told the facts and allowed to come to my own conclusions. This is incredibly frustrating. There is too much raw news for me to be able to get it all directly from the source, but I can't find a trusted mediary to deliver it to me. Media's purpose is to be that mediary, to distill the information without distorting its original intention.
The current "political climate" has produced very serious conservative movements. The people at the forefront of these movements appear to be fundamentalists, thriving on fear and hyperbole. Perhaps this is not the case, but that's how it always sounds to me. I don't believe that there are so many radical conservatives as the news represents. I think that extremists exist primarily on the fringes, and most of us are reasonable Americans. And that's what this rally was about. Getting together a large, moderate group, and demonstrating that sane people, although they occupy less time on the news, far outnumber the extremists.
There were a lot of people there.
We were so far back we couldn't even see the stage
(or the farthest back jumbo-tron, for that matter).