For three years running, I marched in our local Bloomington Indiana parade with my corporate flag. Our position was secure, right behind the Reverse Citizens United corporate octopus.
Weird. Couldn’t find the flag for this year’s parade. So when the Octi folks asked me if I would hold one of the tentacles this year, I readily agreed.
I noticed, while carrying the flag, and when holding one of the tentacles, that probably only about 10-15% of the people lining the streets five or six thick recognize the ideas behind either one. Most looked, frankly, bewildered. (And remember, the phrase “Citizens United” is deliberately Orwellian, to confuse the populace into thinking “corporations are people” is good!) But those that did recognize our very pointed behavior (which transcends politics, implicating both Republicans and Democrats, despite that most people in this academic town are democrats, hate Trump, etc. and I don’t), nodded their heads vigorously, or clapped wildly, as we marched down the street, grinning, and slinging slogans, all pointing to our main theme:
I was holding the tentacle and carrying the sign that signified Health Care (the corporate control of health care). Joe LaMantia, behind me on another tentacle, was the local artist who built the Octi many years ago; half way through our march, he said he wanted to hold my water bottle (since I was carrying both sign and tentacle). Much appreciated. Here’s Joe:
Check out all of Jeremy Hogan’s photos of the parade. He really knows how to feel the mood of this town.
When the local Herald-Times changed owners a year or so ago, they fired Hogan. Fools! He’s now running his own on-line newspaper, The Bloomingtonian, not only as photographer, but as writer as well.
Joe pointed out the Beanpole, God of Pointless Behavior float, way ahead of us in line. Unfortunately, I only captured a glimpse of this float, each time original, for the past 24 years. It’s creator, Nathan Cambridge, has since moved to Los Angeles, but, Joe says, comes back every year for this parade. Here’s his 2016 float:
And if you’re on facebook, see:
I must say: participating in this parade makes my heart feel good. As another woman who carried one of the Octi tentacles pointed out, “There were times when my eyes would fill with tears. To see the wide-eyed children. And some of the adults who ‘got’ what we are doing, and either clapped, cheered, or pumped their fists. YES!
Here’s how the Indiana Daily Student wrote it up, with pics.
Actually, the heat wasn’t that bad, because not humid. Only about 85° at its worst. Could have been a LOT worse! Or it could have been raining, both ubiquitous in this strange, wild year of 2019.