Occupy Dallas II: Revenge of the fallen

We had planned the trip to Dallas long before this past weekend. I was making a recycling run and it was a natural opportunity. "Opportunity" became a call to action when the Occupy Dallas camp was evicted this past weekend.

One thing did change about our plans, however: instead of driving to Dallas Friday night, we stayed at the Occupy Amarillo encampment before rolling out. We were treated to Avenue 10's enthusiastic performance of "The Rocky Horror Picture Show". For the sake of the innocent (AND the guilty) of the Occupy Amarillo movement, I will leave out the sordid details. Besides, I now have images burned into my brain that will never, ever leave!

We rolled out at 5AM. Somehow, 5AM comes earlier on the weekends than the weekdays, and we actually hit the road at about 5:30 in a caffeine fueled rush down highway 287. In anticipation of the holiday weekend, the reyclers were exceptionally busy, but we still arrived in time to eat a quick meal before embarking on the march.

By our best guess, about 200 people showed up. See what happens when you try to crush a movement, Mr. President?

Here are pictures from the march:

And, lest there was any doubt about te source of doggy doo:

aaaahh, yes...the reason for the march:

Before leaving, I left some words from Woody Guthrie on the tent:

Thank you, Occupy Dallas. It was an honor and a privilege to march in solidarity with you again. We spent the night in Dallas and returned home Sunday.