
It's been a while since I drove down the New Jersey turnpike, so doing it again is uncanny. It's almost the same physically, it's where my mind is at that's shifted.
Jorge Marcone is a brilliant catalyst of symposia, clearly. Everyone talked and enjoyed themselves at the pretty large dinner at the Rutgers Club this evening. I think this might be a very interesting day, this symposium tomorrow. If you're in the area please come.
Rob Nixon is fresh from Madison where he took part in the protests there, still happening. Something is stirring in America and it's not just a rearguard action. It's refreshing after the two years of Tea Party faux fascist clowning to hear of genuine displays of solidarity, such as firemen, whom Rob described as campy in their bright uniforms, standing with teachers, standing with nurses, and on and on. People camping out in central Madison. Interstitial care spaces where people did yoga. Food. Something is happening.
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