Chuck Berry

We spent yesterday evening out on the town, so we could partake in U of Iowa's Homecoming Festivities, but mostly so we could see n' hear a still-got-his-mojo-workin', eighty-one year old Chuck Berry take to a makeshift stage downtown and rock out with the ancient riffs he perfected fifty years ago. We also got to see a quaint little parade. When the Veterans Against The War came marching down Iowa Street in the golden drip of sunset, people lost their minds cheering, roaring, amber leaves falling. Janelle & I were filled with a sense of actual hope for actual sanity in the world, if only for that majikal fifteen seconds. Same treatment, though, for the Johnson County Democrats, the Students For Obama, and the Save Iowa's Rivers organization. A sustained feeling of possibility spanned the crowd, in other words, which was an all-around proud finale to the first five weeks of the semester. Five down, ten to go...