Agnes,

Please see my edited post above.

oh! okay thanks drr!

i haven't actually heard about any of this on the news yet...could be i have just missed it?

anyway, here is a little music i came across on a new rekkid i thought i would add here
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2kotK9FNEYU

I've been following along but not posting about what is happening. If you want to see where the young marching people are at any given time (unless Kelleys' battery goes dead) check here...

http://nycmarch2dc.wordpress.com/gps-tracker/

Here is the link to the home page where you can find the category archives and the uncatagorized link (down on the right side) to the updates as they are posted...

http://nycmarch2dc.wordpress.com/

Right now it looks like they are just north of Wilmington.

If you have not been following along or can't find the info and want to, here are some updates from Sunday 11/13 thru early this morning...

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November 15, 2011 HELL YES WE’RE MARCHING!!!!By nycmarch2dc
Although it’s 3AM and most of the marchers are gathered around computers at Occupy Philly watching the live stream of Zuccotti Park being raided, our March to Washington DC continues as scheduled in just a few hours.

Attacking the people’s last hope shall be the biggest mistake these ruling tyrants ever made. Raids have taken place against occupations all over the United States in the past days in a deliberate coordinated effort to beat us into silence.

Let this be the 1%’s last mistake as the 99% march on Washington now. In the coming days let us flow in united mass to Occupy the National Mall one million strong.

American Autumn.


Marchers and Philadelphia Occupiers watch the Zuccotti Park livestream at 3AM
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November 15, 2011 March Days 2 and 3: New Brunswick to Trenton, New JerseyBy nycmarch2dc
Day 2 Continued, Late Afternoon:

The unseasonable warmth fades as ominous gray puffs expand above, threatening rain but never delivering. Marchers become increasingly stressed as the journey continues into darkness for the second day. A few verbally lash out about the walking pace.

Rear of the march: “MIKE CHECK! WAIT! SLOW DOWN!”

Front of the march: “WE CAN’T KEEP STOPPING! COME ON!”

The commands reverse direction, front yelling at rear, then rear at front again.

There is no slowing the fast down nor speeding the slow up, with the march continuing to gradually separate after each break stop. It simply hurts to halt because walking at one’s own pace best numbs the foot pains that everyone is experiencing. A number of impromptu assemblies are held concerning this issue but the consensus decision to hold a tight march proves impossible to achieve. Solidarity remains, though, with the front always stopping to wait before the rear is out of sight. Some marchers continue to be disturbed by this separation while others either consider it a non-issue or refrain from comment. As for the public’s perception, they continue to cheer or jeer as usual, with nobody ever questioning the gaps between marchers. And so a status quo is understood: if we can still see each other then we remain in solidarity, otherwise regroup.

Night falls. A patchy fog of melancholy begins to lift when the first New Brunswick supporter meets us a couple miles before the city center. Riding what’s best described as an electric tricycle, she carries a protest sign reading, “OCCUPY THE HIGHWAY”. Spirits are further lifted a few blocks later with a couple more sign-holding supporters, then more, and more. They line the sidewalks of the eastern New Brunswick community called Highland Park, standing in front of restaurants and coffee shops cheering us on. Overestimating our walking pace, we are hours late but they have waited! Many join the walk, reenergizing even the most exhausted marchers.

Then comes a street corner mass of some one-hundred people, mostly Rutgers University students who are about to start their own occupation next Monday. Our two groups merge into one wild entity screaming downhill towards a 4-lane Raritan River crossing bridge. A number of the locals attempt to lead the group onto the bridge roadway but fall back onto the sidewalks when few follow them. They are then successful at taking the roadway on the New Brunswick side of the bridge, leading nearly everyone into the two downtown westbound lanes. More awaiting locals join in, bringing downtown traffic to a standstill. Not a single police car in sight, anywhere.

The screaming crowd circles through the main streets for 30 minutes, their chants driven by at least two megaphones. Most honks are in support, with stuck drivers waving, giving thumbs up and peace signs. Pedestrian traffic also comes to a standstill as feet stop and eyes transfix on the scene occurring on this otherwise ordinary Thursday night in this pretty American city of 50,000. This is what will keep us marching.


Two police cars eventually arrive to put the mass back onto the sidewalks. The students lead us to our downtown dinner host, the upstairs office of a teacher’s union. An assertive older woman comes down and requests a megaphone, apparently surprised at the size of her dinner crowd. With a special motherly tact she informs the mass that it is only possible to accommodate New York marchers. Spread out all through the mass, we emerge one by one to enter the building for our much awaited dinner.

Within minutes our omnivorous marchers passionately consume an entire large foil dish of chicken. Equally hungry but still respecting their personal commitments, the vegetarians and vegans pick through the food selections with much more thought and scrutiny. Outside, the mass of students continues to chant and give speeches, with their excitement audible through open second-floor windows. One thing is certain, Occupy New Brunswick is going to be a success.

The mass takes the streets once again upon our dinner exit, the protestors voices led by a man at the rear with a portable PA system. The most frequent and spirited chant is, “WHO’S STREETS?………OUR STREETS.” Police simply creep behind us in their vehicles, making no orders to clear. The crowd especially targets city buses, screaming in echoed unison, “OUT OF THE BUS AND INTO THE STREETS”. One passenger presses his middle finger up against the windows while most others just stare.

On a stairwell at the Rutgers campus we provide the group with a sample General Assembly(GA), instructing them on the specifics of how assemblies are conducted at Occupy Wall Street. As holding fair and open GA’s is the backbone of all Occupations, we marchers consider such sample assemblies to be of the utmost importance in every community visited. With the New York assembly style having helped bring the movement from that one city to the rest of the world, we teach that method.

During assembly, the woman returns who had earlier met us on an electric tricycle. She’s in a car now, shuttling marchers to her massage studio for free sessions. And for that we definitely salute her. Sleep comes at a partially abandoned industrial area, in a huge old building now containing a music studio. Yesterday the owner decided to offer hosting but had been unable to contact us. His friend had driven to Elizabeth in search of the march, finally obtaining our address from a patrolling police officer. Studio owner and friend, for this we salute you both.

A band uses one of the studio rooms, offering a talented rock serenade that reverberates through the building. The office contains full-sized commercial bathrooms with multiple sinks and toilets, a very useful amenity when hosting groups our size. Nearly half of us sleep in a single empty room measuring some 500 square feet.

……….

March Day 3: New Brunswick to Trenton, New Jersey

Cold morning wind blows stiffly against our protest signs, breaking and bending the weaker displays. A group of several dozen waits awaits us downtown, mostly Rutgers students. At least half join the day’s 27-mile march, bringing the total number to over 50 people. The long roadside stretch of humanity demands attention, bringing out many reporters by midday.

At lunch we struggle not to block the flow of vehicles in the parking lot of a busy sub sandwich shop. Trying their best to respect the business, some marchers direct people and traffic while also eating and conducting interviews at the same time. With on-the-spot cash donations continuing to flow in, the New York marchers are all able to eat delicious subs. Food is also offered to New Brunswick marchers who cannot afford it, but none come forward to request any. They voluntarily spend their own lunch money. Knowing our donation trend is not guaranteed to continue, knowing many of us have no money of our own, we salute these New Brunswick marchers.

Film crews, photographers and print reporters move up and down the line of marchers all afternoon. Two independent female photographers crawl around in forests and fields looking for unique shots as the marchers pass. One of the women is a seasoned war photographer who has spent much time living in Africa during incredibly violent civil conflicts that have occurred there in past years. And now she is here.

A strikingly gorgeous Washington Post blogger remains in our midst for a second full day, walking and living among us in harmony, already treated by all as an equal comrade. She volunteered for this assignment and plans to complete the entire march to DC, carrying a full-sized hiking pack and never expressing any discomfort unless specifically asked. Her curious presence offers unique inspiration, and for this we salute her.


On multiple occasions drivers pull over, emerging from their vehicles in tears, thanking us with long hugs. With a majority of the marchers never having experienced such a powerful social movement in our lifetimes, even within Occupy encampments, we briefly experience a strange and beautiful new outlook on humanity; Hope. Struggling to maintain her emotion in order to speak, one woman says, “I’m driving home from my doctor’s office. I was just diagnosed with cancer this morning and now I just so happen to see you all marching here. It’s a sign. Thank you so much for what you are doing.”
Moved beyond ordinary consciousness, at a loss for words.


The Occupy column moves into historic downtown Princeton at sunset, surprising tourists and shoppers with spirited chants:

“WE ARE……THE 99%”

“TELL ME WHAT DEMOCRACY LOOKS LIKE……THIS IS WHAT DEMOCRACY LOOKS LIKE”

“BANKS GOT BAILED OUT……WE GOT SOLD OUT”

The day’s overwhelming support carries goodness into the evening hours. Sikhists greet us upon arrival to the city’s beautiful university campus, wrapping turbans onto some marchers and providing us with food and beverages. We hold General Assembly on a wide stone stairwell before beginning the rest of the day’s long journey at 6:30PM. Over ten miles to go.

Still charged with the day’s incredible energy, many of the New Brunswick marchers remain with us on this double-distance day. The highway narrows just west of Princeton as we wind through a forest canopy that often branches over the roadway shoulder. Two supporters pace the rear of the march, slowing down traffic, protecting us from potential disaster. After some miles a police officer also paces the front end, lights flashing psychedelically against colorful autumn foliage.

By late evening the exhaustion of three long march days begins to show in some New York marchers who have had very little sleep. Conflicts emerge, resulting in emergency roadside meetings that bring progress to a standstill. Noticing the lines of traffic building up, the police officer emerges from his vehicle to inquire about our plans. Luckily it’s a slow night on the beat so he’s incredibly patient and friendly, simply accepting our recommendation that he remain pacing at the front. And for this we salute him. His presence spurs the stalled marchers to pursue on towards Trenton.

Entering the city outskirts just before midnight, we encounter a large group of hecklers outside a bar. A majority of them clear out as members of the media converge on the scene, saying things like, “I don’t want to be on YouTube.” A few remain, including two young men of barely drinking age who are especially aggressive. One of the female photographers who had earlier been crawling in the woods stands up for us, vocally expressing her disgust with the men as she snaps numerous close range photos. After hearing of our plan to stay overnight at Occupy Trenton, the tallest of the two hecklers offers a mock chant, “OCCUPY OCCUPY TRENTON!”, which his buddies repeat. One of the marchers again repeats the new chant, yelling it down the block. The heckler turns to his friends, “HAHAHAHA, he said it, hahahaha…..”.

A sizable crowd then appears across the street at what appears to be a large fraternity house, yelling the most common jeer of them all;

“GET A JOB!”

Some marchers yell back with a favorite new response that has just developed among us during the course of this march, “DON”T BE THAT GUY!”. First heard from panhandlers at Occupy Wall Street, the phrase now has an important new meaning;

We the marchers and anyone supporting us feels that this is the most important job in the world – saving it.

*

Seeing potential violence, the police escort steps out of his vehicle, “Clear the sidewalk or I’m going to start taking names.”

Although negative, the heckler encounter proves to have a ying and yang affect, again energizing the tired as we continue on into the great town of Trenton. Morale turns again to pure joy in a very low income neighborhood that some supporters had warned us about. Four men appear in the street wearing full American Revolutionary War uniforms. They march side by side singing Yankee Doodle as we fall into march behind them, joining in the song with voices and whistling. It is a moment that none of us will ever forget.

The soldiers march us some blocks to the 150-foot Trenton Battle Monument, commemorating the pivotal battle that George Washington and his troops fought here in 1776. This victory of the Continental Army was against all odds and inspired the morale and reenlistment that eventually defeated the British. The four uniformed soldiers stand shoulder to shoulder, backs to the massive monument, describing the battle as the Occupy marchers sit before them like storytime children.

Their message is this; the Continental Army did for this country then as this social movement can do for it now- tyranny once again reigns and a great force of human spirit is rising up again to free the people.

The soldiers’ final command, “OCCUPY!”

This time it shall be global. This time we shall secure our future not just as a nation but as one human race.

*

Caddy-corner to the battle monument is Occupy Trenton, a collection of well-spaced tents set upon an open grassy park. Bonfire flames leap high, reflecting tears that flow among the marchers as they embrace their Trenton brethren.

SHALL SUCH BEAUTY SPREAD THIS GLOBE AND CHANGE US ALL FOREVER.

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November 14, 2011 Quick Sun night update/Occupy Trenton greetingBy nycmarch2dc
It’s Sun night, we arrived at Occupy Philly tonight to an awesome greeting. I sat down planning on getting to work but it’s def not happening – too tired. I did just want to put something up here so that anyone that only checks this site knows we’re alive. We have tomorrow off from walking (WOW) and most of my day with be spent updating the site/tending to a backlog of internet-related tasks we haven’t been able to do while marching.

Here is our epic greet from Trenton for those who haven’t seen it:


This march has been amazing so far, we’ll let you all know more tomorrow.

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Also, the Washington Post does have a reporter who is following the marchers and blogging:

http://www.washingtonpost.com/elizabeth ... _page.html

thanks!

i still haven't heard anything about it on the radio or tv...could be that i keep missing it

Or could be they keep missing it?

Thanks for the link Eileen. Lots going on this week. WP article in our local paper...Bi-line -"Costs are mounting" and that is where the strength of the movement is, hit them in the pocket book, and never give an inch.

This wp article says "Mayors across the country have held group conference calls to talk about possible soultions, and many said they feel boxed into a corner....That puts the onus onthe cites: Adapt to the protests as an ongoing reality, or do something to end them."

Instead of sending the protesters message up the chain of command to the president and congress, they are trying to shut them down. They send in the storm troopers and that not only costs lots of money, it also is the best recruiting tool for occupy.

Seems they can't hear us yet. We are still living in a free country and not a totalitarian state. If we can't overnight camp we will be back in the morning. It costs them just the same, and therefore they have solved nothing.

http://www.washingtonpost.com/politics/ ... story.html

Video by Chico Mahalo sums up his occupy feelings...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J8zHeJyh ... e=youtu.be

could be

We Made It! From OWS to ODC!

By nycmarch2dc


The nycmarch2dc/occupy the highway/walking occupation has reached its goal. We successfully marched the 240+ miles from Occupy Wall Street to Occupy K Street (and the capital); outreached to rural communities by engaging in conversations and holding five public GA’s; empowered each other by holding three facilitation trainings (with rotating instructors); and worked toward solidifying our own process by having countless internal/marcher GA’s in public and private spaces. Lastly, we marched 31.5 miles on Monday in order to get into DC earlier since the super committee moved their deadline up (and as we’ve all heard came to no decision at all). Tuesday night we held a Super GA outside the Capitol building. There were only 20 people in attendance, but I can imagine in a year from now that number could be in the millions. Additionally, the ball is rolling and I have heard plans for more marches and bicycle and bus tours from occupations nationwide...

Check back for stories from the trip at this link...

http://nycmarch2dc.wordpress.com/

thanks!
i meant to post this yesterday..(sorry about that) but here it is now.

http://www.washingtonpost.com/politics/ ... story.html

Meant to tell you all...I went out to the Rhode Island Avenue Metro the day they came to be part of the crowd to meet them; unfortunately, they ran late and I was on my lunch hour, so while I talked really briefly to Owen (the barefoot walker), I wasn't able to walk with them. I also briefly attended their Capitol Hill GA.

More to the point, though: They have morphed into "Walkupy" and have left DC today to head to Atlanta:

http://walkupy.org/groups/dc-to-atlanta-via-mlk/

I love this.

i really liked that barefoot guy! (i mean, the thing about personal growth and all) that is so awesome and thanks for sharing!

awesomeness

Six of them were arrested Saturday in Raleigh, for walking in the street. There's a long account of it in their blog:

http://walkupy.org/2011/12/dcmarch2ga-day-17/

and it was preceded by the singing of a certain song.

(This is posted here for it seems like a good idea...to get Ron Paul the GOP Nomination so we can properly hear his views in the debates against Obama.)

I like how Ron Paul has solutions from thinking outside the box, of the left-right status quo which has us in this mess.

Ron Paul's Foreign Policy is long over due. This fiat or fractional banking monetary system has the world on the brink of an economic collapse. Those are 2 core issues, which when fixed, will make lots of other issues look trivial.

(This came from Care2 Friend Jim Steve from New Windsor New York. It explained in terms I could understand what I think Ron Paul is all about. I hear a lot of fear from people who think our civil rights gains would be rolled back by him. I find that nonsense. Reality looks to me, with a just about worthless dollar, that the people may not have many liberties left.)

http://www.care2.com/news/member/406091837/3049448

So, what more do we have? Free market capitalism is blamed for a failing economy all the while both the leaders of the left and right collude to give their corporate masters advantages in bailouts, tax breaks, sweetheart deals and regulations targeted at their competition. The left, rolls over making excuses as bills like the Patriot act and the latest assault of "indefinite detention". Bills championed as reform come pre packaged with monopolies for powerful corporations, and other special interests jockey for a position at the government feeding troth.
Finally a honest man steps forward to oppose the corruption and extends his hand to all Americans. The result? The Christian .conservatives reject him for being a peacemaker. The corporations assault him for seeking free markets. The right attacks him for protecting personal rights.

And the left? The left throws rocks from palaces of glass.

Video of Veteran on why he likes Ron Paul.

http://youtu.be/XhS82OvIzvw

Elisabeth Warren for US Senate in Massatack. No one person and or clearly no party has all of the solutions.

http://youtu.be/kE_wj6NHdEQ