I’ll admit it; I did feel a bit of the Bern. However, it was tempered by the balm of knowing that party insiders were going to vote for their annointed candidate regardless… regardless of the lower chances in the general election, of the beholden nature of lobbying groups and corporations instead of the people, and regardless of how we did fight a rebellion to get away from dynastic families.
That said, as we witness the end of the dream of Bernie Sander’s campaign, I thought I’d share one of those data points of the passion he did bring out. One of the staples of my neighborhood has been Johnnie’s Coffee shop- which I have never seen open, but has always been available for filming. Roughly two weeks ago, it was suddenly a hive of activity, as a Sanders supporter rented it out to use as a campaign location. Horns honked- a lot of them- and people were coming in and out when it was opened.
(The interior photos are of the night it was first opened, and still setting up; the exterior shots are from early Saturday morning (May 28th))
The dream passes- fight on for what is right in the light of day.