Posted on February 18, 2003 in Crosstalk Peace
I have a dream. I dream of a crowd of anti-war activists, carrying banners and signs, standing in front of a huge American flag. I dream of them stomping their feet and slowly marching to the fore of the stage, singing “This is my Country, Land that I love.” As chari pointed out today, there are a lot of people who have been taking cheap shots at those of us who love our nation like some people love their alcoholic spouses: we don’t want it to destroy itself on this power-tripping drug called militarism.