
Yesterday was the march!
I went to the march with my little placard (by the way, I got shouted at while going out of the Tube by some guy who asked if we were to "fix the human crisis" with "golden strings" - I'm not sure I got it right, I guess he meant "with magic" - and I just kept going) and I met up with my collegue Oli, The Aussie and some couchsurfers (but I was too busy chatting with The Aussie to spend time with the others, oops!).
Before the march, a guy from the BBC was asking who wanted to make an interview, but everyone was saying no. I thought it was stupid not to answer questions when you come to SAY SOMETHING, you know! So I said yes. I had loads to say!
And when I found myself in front of the camcorder, and the guy asked me a question, I fucked up. Actually, I was incapable of explaining clearly what I meant and I drifted... although I had so much to say!
- Interviewer. What do you wanna tell the G20?
- Moi. We want to tell the G20 that we don't want to... go back to... neoliberal capitalism but we want a system that fights poverty and global... yeah, global warming... You know what I mean.
Bad! So bad!!! I understood why the others didn't want to answer: they knew they didn't have any communication skills and they didn't want to be COUNTER-PRODUCTIVE! But apparently, they didn't show me on TV. I don't believe in God but thank God anyway!
Besides, the march was nice but there wasn't many people... 35 000 persons is nothing! Organisers made it sound like it was great, but in France, last week, it was more than a million persons in the streets! However, some say it was only a rehearsal for next week, when the G20 leaders come in town...

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Je te vois bien à son bra...
ben dis donc
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Moi, je reste Ségo, elle est folle ? Ben, moi aussi.
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