Okay. We can stop now. Time to this stop and go. We can stop pretending to be

sane on this cold worn sidewalk. We look like fools today. Much like yesterday. Much

like the times they proved us wrong. We said it couldn't happen. They made it

happen. History speaks louder than any other word, not bound and gagged by

passivity or hesitance. Dust bowls blow with our conjecture. And I look around and

see rust building up. We can't move even if we try. Move. We can't move even if we

try. Move. Agitate.



The praise over the recent demonstrations in Seattle are testament to the

lack of of realism within the hearts and minds of many activists fighting

for social justice around the world. Though the demonstrations were

successful in that they did postpone the WTO conference and brought

important issues to the front pages of virtually every major newspaper for a

full week, they offered only marginal success, as the WTO still

convened and exists as it did long before the demonstrations sparked

discussion and then quickly faded with all the expectancy of any other

news story. Though progress is indeed a process, we must remember that our

steps towards justice are indeed only steps, and are only

noteworthy in that they will lead us to the next step. In praising simple

and limited achievements as great strides, we ultimately put ourselves at

risk of being discouraged to continue after learning that our greatest

efforts usually yield only marginal results.