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Today, a gaggle of high schools kids with picket signs marched down Wilshire Blvd. between 18th and 19th in Santa Monica. They were having a blast and they were outraged - not whiny, not angry. A truck HORN went off in appreciation. A woman in her forties smiled, perhaps remembering her own youth.

I think the tides are changing. I haven't seen anything like it before.

In 1999, I went to a march in high school when I lived in Seattle. It was at an auditorium for Martin Luther King Day and it was lame. A bunch of over-the-hill Liberals spewing their causes into a microphone. No clear message. Nothing to incite. This and a couple of factors (college experiences like alcohol and boys, and oh yeah, learning) led me to turn away from politics.

That is, until I picked up a New York Times with the headline that Congress gave Bush the full power to go to War.

My bosses, who are 72 and 52 years old, asked me the other day why haven't the kids stepped up like they did in the 60's?

Well, that's what I am doing right now, writing this blog.

And this is what these kids did today.