EACH CARRIES OWN BURDEN
THE woman marching in scorching heat had a burden greater than the sign she carried with a photo of her son, Lt. Seth Dvorkin — dead in Iraq.
"My name is Sue Neiderer and I'm here to tell Mr. [Donald] Rumsfeld that my son was not disposable — not 'fungible' as he put it. He was a phenomenal, wonderful, sincere man.
"President Bush is a coward who mocks our [armed] services. I am insulted and heartbroken and disgusted, and that's why I'm marching."
The man in the wheelchair had a burden greater than negotiating the route amid the heat and the press of humanity.
"My name is James Hartley — and I am a disabled veteran, hit by a mortar shell on Hamburger Hill in '68 — I'm here to protest against George W. Bush and the war because I've been there and we're doing it again."
The man who still looked like a kid had a burden greater than the banner he helped to carry: "Iraqi Veterans Against the War."
"My name's Brian Crowe, corporal, Marine Corps. I was in Iraq and I'm here because we were lied to. We went to war in a poor situation against people who were already dirt poor — and what the sanctions hadn't already done to them, the war did . . . the last nail in their coffins."
The young man carrying the sign "Billionaires for Bush" was carrying a heavier burden than his sign. He was responsible for making people laugh in a fractious time.
"My name is Phil T. Rich," he said, "and we came there today, to applaud the decisions to give Halliburton that $11 billion contract for reconstruction in Iraq while cutting $2.6 billion for veteran's health care!"
The man at the head of the march had more of a burden than just the extra pounds he's carrying.
"I'm Michael Moore and I'm talking to you because a lot of Republicans read The Post, and I'd like to say to them: 'It's been a rough 31/2 years. I'm sorry it didn't work out. Just please leave the house clean.' "
I'm Linda Stasi, and I was there because I come from a military family. My late father rode a bomber in WWII. My brother served in the Air Force. My cousin, a lieutenant colonel, led the troops into Ground Zero.
These were causes they all believed in. Not this time. Yesterday, I was out there for them.
LINDA STASI
"My name is Sue Neiderer and I'm here to tell Mr. [Donald] Rumsfeld that my son was not disposable — not 'fungible' as he put it. He was a phenomenal, wonderful, sincere man.
"President Bush is a coward who mocks our [armed] services. I am insulted and heartbroken and disgusted, and that's why I'm marching."
The man in the wheelchair had a burden greater than negotiating the route amid the heat and the press of humanity.
"My name is James Hartley — and I am a disabled veteran, hit by a mortar shell on Hamburger Hill in '68 — I'm here to protest against George W. Bush and the war because I've been there and we're doing it again."
The man who still looked like a kid had a burden greater than the banner he helped to carry: "Iraqi Veterans Against the War."
"My name's Brian Crowe, corporal, Marine Corps. I was in Iraq and I'm here because we were lied to. We went to war in a poor situation against people who were already dirt poor — and what the sanctions hadn't already done to them, the war did . . . the last nail in their coffins."
The young man carrying the sign "Billionaires for Bush" was carrying a heavier burden than his sign. He was responsible for making people laugh in a fractious time.
"My name is Phil T. Rich," he said, "and we came there today, to applaud the decisions to give Halliburton that $11 billion contract for reconstruction in Iraq while cutting $2.6 billion for veteran's health care!"
The man at the head of the march had more of a burden than just the extra pounds he's carrying.
"I'm Michael Moore and I'm talking to you because a lot of Republicans read The Post, and I'd like to say to them: 'It's been a rough 31/2 years. I'm sorry it didn't work out. Just please leave the house clean.' "
I'm Linda Stasi, and I was there because I come from a military family. My late father rode a bomber in WWII. My brother served in the Air Force. My cousin, a lieutenant colonel, led the troops into Ground Zero.
These were causes they all believed in. Not this time. Yesterday, I was out there for them.
LINDA STASI
posted by R7 | 9/02/2004 12:22:00 AM
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