Washington, D.C. — This is your moment of zen. Over 200,000 (read: 10 million) of your closest friends pressing forward, pushing, breathing in close quarters with you as the sun beats down and you strain your ears to hear.
Both young and old stand together, craning to get a glimpse of a jumbotron screen, reading hilarious signs and observing fellow attendees scale ambulance trucks, vans, trees and traffic lights like Zacchaeus waiting to see the Messiah. It was an astoundingly diverse representation of our society.
To be sure, the Rally to Restore Sanity resulted in a healthy bit of insanity. And only a minor ounce of fear.
Two things alone kept going through my mind: this would be the worst time for a zombie outbreak. And, more logically, I hope that there aren’t any real, serious communicable diseases out there.
But satire, not fear, was the order of the day. And it was there in abundance for an event that captured the zeitgeist of so many fed up with the comedy of the absurd that passes for public debate.
The real rally stories will center around everyone’s favorite signs, favorite moments and survival tales of not only getting to the Mall, but also extricating one’s self from the huddled masses yearning to laugh free.
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