Make Ruff Not War
Dagmar undertook her first peace walk last weekend, and was spotted by a roving news photographer along the way. She's so cute!
It was well attended, with maybe around 100 people there. It was interesting though to compare the mood of this march with the 150,000 march I participated in in Montreal in 2003, in the run-up to th Iraq war. Almost a sense of resignation, mixed with angry defiance, that the Bush administration is likely going to do it anyways no matter what we say.
As a prelude to the Iraq war, there was a growing sense of outrage, a feeling of the world gone wrong, of teetering on the edge of madness. Now that we've fallen over, and have had three long years to see just how bad the splash has been, the mood has shifted dramatically, though perhaps has become far more of an inward seeth, rather than outright expression.
So now we march to preserve what we have left, our right to expression, our security in person, which the Canadian government seems just as interested in diminishing as their counterparts are down south. So march, dog of peace. Bark bark, growl, sniff.


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