I was among the million people who marched [...] on February 15, 2003, to protest the imminent invasion of Iraq.[...]
We showed up, we marched, we massed -- then we quietly went home, back to our lives, and let the brutal machinery of aggressive war roll on.
That's why February 15 will remain nothing more than a brief footnote in a long, still-churning saga of atrocity and slaughter, while January 25, the day the Egyptians first took to the streets -- and stayed in the streets -- will be honored for generations as a landmark of human liberation.
A matter of incentive. We weren't hungry. And the evil was being perpetrated on those Arabs over there.
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