I was on the Washington Mall in April of 1971, IIRC, protesting the Vietnam War. My mom invited me. I got tear-gassed as did all of us. "This is so cool," I thought. I am still bitter than Amy's mom did not let her go with us.TrollFromDownBelow wrote:How do we go 'out in the field' so to speak, and really make the effort count?
I was "arrested" at the Seabrook Nuclear Plant protest in May of 1977. My sister invited me to go. They wouldn't arrest me because I was gainfully in school and there was talk of not being able to graduate, but I liked to tell people I was arrested. My sister got on the FBI's List Of Very Annoying Citizens.
Nowadays, all you have to do is join Change.org and MoveOn, visit the Daily Kos, sign a few petitions, and your name and email start propagating through the internet mailing lists. After not much time, you are going to get targeted solicitations to host activist parties at your house. You will get messages that inform you of protests in your area. You can easily seed and sow the level of interaction you want to try. Best of all, you can meet thousands of people far more polite than me who can hold their act together when someone blames Obama for being arrogant (!) for the temerity to nominate a Supreme Court Justice of such well-considered qualification. SEE? There I go again, but anyhow.
Colin