Alright, here’s a fairly weird idea that might have some actual merit to it. Or, tell me to shut up, and go back to Great Debates.
Suppose a whole lot of those fractious, opinionated, cite demanding, myth busting, ignorance fighting Straight Dopers were to arrive, on the same day, at our very own Nation’s Capital. And suppose further, that each and every one of them brought with them a sign. A sign demanding that Congress, and the President implement their own particular pet “thing” that the Congress or President ought to do.
I mean, just imagine it. Socialists, Republicans, Democrats, Libertarians, Trekkies, Animal Rights Activists, Vegetarians, UFOlogists, Christians, Wiccens, Capitalists, war mongers, pacifists, Gay Rights Activists, Anti Abortionists, Pro Choicers, Raving Gun Nuts, and Knee Jerk Liberals, and informed zealots of every stripe, all gathered in our Nation’s Capital, ready to lobby their representatives, and generally cause well regulated social upheaval in the general direction of the free interchange of Ideas!
And then we could go out for beer, afterwards. And we could march together down the sidewalk, from Congress, with our signs. And wouldn’t folks just have to wonder how the hell that happened? I mean, obviously these folks have nothing in common, right? It would be an eye-opener, I tell you. A grass roots demonstration of just what the heck democracy is supposed to be about. And a great party, too.
And maybe the next day, we could go to the Zoo, or the Museums. Or we could time it for some particularly good concerts, or such, they have a lot of them here.
I am figuring late spring, or early summer, with a long lead time, to get permits and such. We won’t specifically mention Cecil’s name, on account of him being such a legal weenie, and all. And of course the Chicago Reader will get absolutely no credit whatsoever for this once in a lifetime expression of freedom of thought. I am sure that’s the way they would want it.
Loudmouths of the World, Unite! Or at least walk together, as we take our own path. Or at least come to the beer and yelling afterwards.
So, am I nuts, or what?
And if I am nuts, is that a yes, or a no?
Tris
“Reserve your right to think, for even to think wrongly is better than not to think at all.” ~ Hypatia of Alexandria ~