There in spirit

Okay, okay, the Vega did not join in the festivities in NYC yesterday. No end of excuses: Madame Cura and I had already ventured into the city on Saturday to pick up a repaired iBook whose logic board had gone on the fritz (which might, for some, explain some recent postings); I was exhausted from a trip to Chicago and the usual nuttiness of trying to get out of O'Hare on a Friday night; the men's marathon was on in the morning (and I'm glad I didn't miss the weird ending) while the Yankees were playing in the afternoon; on and on.

Basically, it was just too damned hot (90 degrees) and humid (85% or higher) to even think about shuffling up seventh avenue. Props to those who suffered through it.

Alicublog did, and has one of the better summaries of what it was like, as well as a compendium of wingnut bloviation expressing their offence at the scruffy, unshaven protesters. Thanks to Digby for the link.