Tonight, I attended my roommate’s poetry feature in Cambridge, Massachusetts.
At the conclusion of the evening, an activist with Veterans for Peace (who had read an anti-Bush poem earlier on) approached me and said, “If you don’t believe in peace what do you believe in? You’re addicted to war.” As he turned his back and walked away from me I said, “Nice talking to you too, pal.”
For a peace activist he sure was hostile.
