The demonstrations are becoming the new addiction.  The amazing high you get from being with hundreds of thousands of people who are screaming in unison “Democracy”  is amazing.  Who needs movies on Saturday night?  You buy a bagel on the corner, get a t-shirt with something political on it and a flag, and you can believe that the country can be saved.

Then we come home with the flags on our shoulders and our Arab neighbor says, “Independence Day?”  and I am wearing a shirt with “Democracy and Occupation Cannot Coexist” and she doesn’t even know what’s going on.  I’d explain a little more but she’s on the phone making plans for late Saturday night and has no idea that there is a demonstration much less that she should be participating in it.  

In fact, the only Arabs in the demonstration are the Ambulance crews waiting to take the injured to the hospital.