Geez, where to start.

I suppose I'll begin by telling you about my Friday. I woke up at 6 a.m., put on my shoes, drank the morning joe, and walked over to the DNC. The walk was extra inspired because I knew I was on my way to President Obama's final health care rally at George Mason. If you're a huge political nerd, you'll know that Obama's first campaign rally took place at GMU over 3 years ago. Lucky university, I do believe.

When we got to the rally, some really intense people surprised us by slapping volunteer badges on us. I didn't mind though...I considered myself a volunteer for the Commander in Chief, so I took it with a good attitude. Basically, our job was to walk around the massive line and make sure no one had large bags, food, and were prepared for the metal detector. Only hard part was the standing up for 3 straight hours after a breakfast of cinnamon oats.

So then, we the rally commenced. I got down on the second level in the floor section. Not bad view, and I didn't mind standing for another 2 hours. You don't really mind anything when you're listening to the most influential person in recent history give a motivating speech.

Many say that it was his most motivating speech on health care yet. I was certainly excited for the weekend after Obama's rally. Despite all my anticipation, there is no way I could have fully understood what I was in store for.

Saturday brought all kinds of insanity my way. My friends (all fairly liberal) and I decided to check out the inevitable protests going on at the Capital. For those of you who didn't already know, going to a tea-party is like stepping into another dimension. The dimension is filled with hate, paranoia, ignorance, and pictures of aborted fetuses. What my roommates and I stepped into was the most despicable aspect of American culture. I saw children in camo outfits, carrying signs that said "McCarthy was Right." I walked by a mom telling her 7 year old child that "Nancy Pelosi is the leader of congress who gets to decide that we have to pay for other people to have abortions." These are the people who assasinate doctors, world leaders, and fly planes into IRS buildings. The event was total sensory overload, and left me feeling really ashamed of a large portion of our American culture.

After the whole event, I had to decompress a bit by going to work out/jog. While I was jogging, I realized that these tea-partiers were the same wing nuts who actually approved of the job George W. Bush was doing when he left office. Did you know many people who approved of George W. Bush's job performance in fall 2008? Ya, neither did I. I think the best way to approach these people is to admit what they are--fucking wack-jobs--and then quickly dismiss them.

Saturday night I was served a milk shake by top-chef (a food network hit show) hero, Spike (don't know his last name). Anyhow, it was a bad ass milkshake. That was the highlight of my Saturday, night. Not much else happened, just wanted to mention that little part.

Sunday brought another trip to the hill. After being accosted by some tea-baggers who thought all modern day legislation should be as long as the Constitution (about 10 pages); me and my friend Hayley decided the conversation wasn't going to go anywhere very good. So we took off and walked into a WONDERFUL celebration of solidarity. We decided to call it a celebration instead of a protest because it made us feel really awesome.

Anyway, the "celebration" was an immigration reform rally. Tens of thousands of supporters were there, which dwarfed the tea-baggers numbers. There was so much positive energy in the air, so much love as opposed the antithesis displayed at the tea party rally. Everyone together, marching so they can help their families and friends stay together, earn amnesty, and prevent damaging/unjust deportations. Ahh, so refreshing. On our way back, we walked by an group of protesting hippies/anarchists. They were dancing to rap/funk music that no one but them had probably heard of, while holding anti-flag and "fuck capitalism" signs. Don't worry, I took pictures. I think it was the best moment of the day.

Today was a good, but stressful day at work. Most people seemed refreshed that Health Care had finally gotten done. By the way, HECK YEAH HEALTH CARE!

That's all I got for now. Will write more soon



Tim