Due to the miracle of skipping Math, I was able to catch today's anti-Globalization protest after all. And good news; it was even more pathetic than I'd hoped!

I didn't get out there until 12:30, so I missed some horrible singing thing. I could hear it from my classroom in nearby Dwinelle, and it was pretty much Folk music mixed with Cat. That stopped and I walked down to Sproul.

'Gee,' I thought, 'I hope there's some screechy white girl at the mike.' And sure enough, there was! And only a sad 20 or so protestors, it looked like. They had the steps of Sproul, but the early semester rush of tabling kept them cut off from the plaza.

All in all, I'm happy.

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