This whole thing was better than I expected: a big crowd, numbering in the low hundreds; a great vibe, goofy and polite; perfect weather, never assured in San Francisco in July; and a marching band! We love a marching band. (Who paid for the marching band … ?)
And, of course, it’s worth appreciating, here and now in this country’s 250th summer, that we can still do things like this. Raise a mild ruckus, take up a bit of space, walk in the middle of the street. As we marched past Oracle Park, there was a Giants game underway, and it occurred to me that the great majority of the fans inside agree with the argument of this protest much more than they agree with the objectives of the AI companies. Democracy stirs —
