And A Side Dish of Politics...

It's been a while since I have felt inspired by anything political. Whether I am jaded, or cynical, or perhaps just burnt out after living a majority of my life as a cause I needed to defend and fight for, I don't know. Maybe it's because nothing will ever again be like the late 60s, with the sit-ins, rallies, demonstrations. Perhaps it's because we have no movement leaders like Yippies Abbie Hoffman or Jerry Rubin, who I had the pleasure of meeting, along with Assata Shakur, during a demonstration at Columbia University.

The last time I was so moved, I was sitting in the Castro Theatre watching a showing of The Times of Harvey Milk, not unlike those watching the sanitized Milk movie playing there now. I haven't gotten this choked up watching video since I attended the premiere of Common Threads: Stories From the Quilt.

And yet, Keith Olbermann's recent piece on the idiotic passing of Proposition 8 here in California has stirred me. It should stir you, too.