I've just come back from a couple of days in Woodstock. Yes: THAT Woodstock. My son lives there and I drove the four-plus hours to help him celebrate his birthday. We spent some time recording music in his small apartment just outside of town (it's amazing what you can do with technology these days), and still had plenty of time to take a few circuits up and down Tinker Street, popping into a store here and there not so much to buy anything as to take a break from the humid heat. (Expect for the bookstore, of course. Can't go into a bookstore without buying something. Ever.)
As we walked along, I saw this sign, and found it intriguing enough to photograph:
Interesting, I thought. A bit different than I expected, but it somehow seemed right, true. Seeing it just shy of Independence Day made me think of how important dissent has always been to American history. Hell, we were created out of dissent. Voices are important. Whether it's Occupy Wall Street or the early days of the Tea Party, those voices all have one thing in common: they care.
Then I saw this sign:
Now I knew something was up. A block further on came this one:
And I thought: Where else but in Woodstock, the original home of dissent?
When I got home I did a little homework and found out that the signs are an extension of something call the I-75 project, some of the "art of social conscience" by Norm Magnuson. Now THIS guy knows how to say something. Check out more of the signs here.
And remember to speak, to dissent, to CARE.
Have a great Independence Day, everyone, and thanks for reading.