I was sitting in my apartment trying to force myself to do something more productive and lucrative than write another TPM post, when I heard some chants and several helicopters buzzing overhead. I craned my neck out my fourth-floor window to see an anti-war march shambling down R Street, screaming a really wretched rendition of Whitfield and Strong’s ‘War’.
I don’t mean to be snarky. But I can’t help thinking this provides some harsh illumination on the whole IMF-WTO protest movement. These folks are here of course because there was supposed to be an IMF meeting in DC, but that got cancelled because of 9/11.
But the idea seemed to be, hell, we already built the puppets and rented the group house in Adams Morgan so we might as well protest something.
I’m told there was actually a brief but strenuous debate over whether to focus the protest on the imminent use of military force or the fact that heightened security at airports and border crossings is seriously impeding the inflow of some of the finer Jamaican weed.
P.S. For aggrieved lefties who wish to rail against this post, I’ve set up this special email address: aggrievedlefties@j-marshall.com.
