Picture this if you will. Pickets, marches, tents everywhere, thousands of people with their cause milling about, and…. the cell. Placed strategically between the dunk tank/sporadic jam session and a group of people selling human rights tee-shirts, the cell felt at home. It wasn’t alone in a huge park in front of the nation’s capital or next to a city building. It was alongside energetic people of all ages taking time out of their Sunday to voice their concerns.
And there were people. On a day that was considered “slow,” over 700 people walked through the cell and exchanged fliers for tearitdown petition signatures.
This is not the side of the convention that will be displayed on national television, the convention with men and women dressed in fancy suits and making eloquent speeches. To us, and to many within the free speech zone, it is a time to make our voice heard and rally around causes which we so strongly believe in.
I found such strength and inspiration simply by being surrounded by others who were so passionate about human rights. Though exhausted (I don’t even know if I’m making sense at this moment!) I know tomorrow will be another successful day, and I hope to learn from those around me as much as I am trying to educate others. Welcome to Denver.
Meghann
Cell Logistics Assistant
