The other night Ashlee and I were walking around town when we sensed a buzz in the air. There was something going on, but we weren't sure what or where. The people's vibe seemed different, then we saw a video camera guy, and some cars racing in one direction. We eventually found out that there was a protest march going on for the Tibetans. I think the news of the Chinese crackdown in Tibet has been making international headlines, and as it should. China is lame and greedy.
Ash and I walked down to the Dali's house, and saw that there were not too many people around. We wandered over to the railing over looking the road and saw in the distance a huge procession of people each one holding a burning candle. The sight of all these monks chanting and marching was pretty intense. They filed beneath us and we watched from above as hundreds of monks passed underneath.
The monks made thier way up to the courtyard where everyone gathered. There were a couple speakers who were giving talks - in Tibetan, so I didn't understand the actual words, but the meaning was clear enough. It was very interesting listening to the speakers because I was listening to thier emotions and the feeling behind what they were saying.
Later a women got up and started speaking. She was on the verge of tears throughout the entire talk. It was moving. I'll never know her situation, but from the sound of her voice, it sounded like she was talking about a the loss of a child. Anger, hurt, loss, all these emotions were reflected in her voice.
I feel bad for the Tibetans. I'll never know their situation and what it's like to be in thier shoes. America will never be overtaken in the way Tibet was overtaken by China. America's fate will be different and more subtle. I think America will be consumed from within. So their won't be this big evil enemy to rally against. It'll be just a new way of thinking that will slowly erode into the rationality of the present.
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