Sunday, February 20, 2005

Today I went walking; the usual crowd of Sunday protestors had gathered next to the J.C. Nichols Memorial Fountain -- geriatric hippies, amiable pamphleteers and assorted dissidents in patriotic anti-war costume. I spoke briefly with a guy toting two "conspiracy" books on 9/11: the usual banter about nonexistent planes and sequestered videotape.