My Generation

I have never been more proud to be somewhere than I am now. Yesterday there was a rally to protest the police brutality/pepper spray incident, and around 5,000 people showed up. I have never seen anything as incredible. I stood alongside one of my TAs, listening to students speak on the recent events. Two of my professors emailed their students about what's going on and encouraging everyone to participate, or at least educate themselves on what's going on. Here, teachers can stand up for things along with their students in a way that can never happen in high school. Here, you can sit in the quad, you can sit in a tree, you can hold signs, you can sing, you can make art to stand up for what you believe in, and your teachers will stand up for it with you. There were women, men, and children of all races and ages. Alumni, freshman, grad students, little kids who were probably missing a day of elementary school. I love this, and I have to be a part of it. So I will be participating in the General Strike next Monday; I will be in the quad protesting the tuition increases and police brutality and injustice. I got to vote for it, and I will be there making it happen.