After a couple of intense days catching up and making progress with my freelance work, I welcomed another trip to SF, albeit on the lottery-seat airline, Southwest. Tonight Norman Solomon and Reese Ehrlich spoke about their new book “Target Iraq: What the News Media Isn’t Telling You”. Somewhat troubling was the Q&A session that followed – most people weren’t so much asking questions as they were promoting their own organizations. I realize that some non-profits struggle, but I thought that the session should be about asking questions, not long diatribes of quotes that the audience already knew. An elderly woman (whose first protest was in 1939) spoke about the need to bring the message to not just the converted, but the mainstream. Bingo! My thesis. I talked to her afterwards. She asked if I was single, because she has a 25-year-old daughter, though a New Yorker. When I told her I was 32, she said, “You’re almost old enough for me!” We chuckled about that. Norman and I are talk about an email dialogue about my graduate school options.I skedaddled down to the Digital Movie House to see “Nothing so Strange”, a faux documentary about the assassination about Bill Gates and the official inquiry that follows, and is subsequently discredited by a conspiracy theorist group filled with infighting. Apparently the director had an obsession with the Kennedy assassination and wanted to direct his energy to a more healthy endeavor – in this case, independent film. Bill Gates’ official statement about the movie: “I find it disappointing that anyone would want to make a movie like this.”
Mortie, Mortie: He's no shorty, Mortie.