About 50 regulars and others marched with the PPRC No War Drum Corp from across from the federal building downtown to the Marriott where the right wingers were gathering. We had a big, 40' long new banner, "END THE WARS." The day's rain had stopped in the still chilly night air.
Our regular chant leader, Tina, was back from her sabbatical giving birth to twin boys. We were high and enthusiastic to be together, after a day of odd uncertainty. We chanted, danced and drummed right up at the entrance to the Marriott. Michael was doing his cartwheels.
One violent incident took place. Den was bopping up by a door. Repugs were coming out and holding up 4 fingers (Shrub, 4 more years). About 3-4 police were also by the other doors. One of them, Delinko (sp?) stepped in and moved between Den and the Repugs coming out. In a swift swoop, that cop grabbed Den's small green justice flag, broke the stick off, and then took it inside the Marriott. I observed this about 5' away. Den's stance and arm froze with his broken stick. It is an extention of his body in political protests.
I decided I'd get this great green flag. So I went to go in the door, but was stopped. I explained I wanted to retrieve the flag. Delinko came up to me and said HE took it because Den hit him with it. (No, the cop moved into the flag.) Well, I wanted it and was told there would be a receipt, but that it would not be given to me, it would be given Den.
Then KBOO took my name and soon I heard we had to move to the sidewalk or be arrested. We did, drumming and chanting. So much for the Repugs.
We hopped MAX to the Convention Center where the Dems had a victory party. Marching in all together, the Dems clapped and held the doors OPEN to us! We went noisely inside where we danced to the drumming. Dems joined in, as well as couples, all bopping and then somebody led a serpentine and there was a long line of us.
We went upstairs where we again danced and drummed, and we could hear Dems yelling, "Let them stay!" Well, the main room had big screen tv and maybe refreshments. The banner group led the way in, despite security telling them we were not welcome. I followed with the drum corps, where we danced and drummed in the back of the room. This took courage because security was telling us not to go in. One guard stood in front of me, but I said I was with "them," the banner people.
Leaving, the Dems thanked us. We provided them with a different evening. I swear it's the best action yet. It sure beat being in the doldums on election day. What a night!