Thursday, January 22, 2009


A little bigger version here too.

I'll never forget the quiet jog along Constitution Avenue. I was trying to find a way onto the mall, but had to run 3 long blocks to 12th Street from Pennsylvania. Along the way were just a few people hovering over underground parking garage vents trying to keep warm, a family whose mother looked a little panic-stricken what with the crush of all the people, and a little old lady who looked to be out shopping for vegetables. Besides the swell of latent energy in the air, there was no indication that millions were assembled just a block away.

Not to minimize the epic sea change of the day, but it's worth noting that much of it was spent just trying to exist in the mobs of those corralled in central DC. Amazing really.