WE SHALL NOT BOW DOWN

If you want inspiration and a heart-warming action, come up on the pedestrian crossing over i80 in Berkeley every Wednesday 4 to 6pm rush hour.

The enthusiasm of the activists is increased a million-fold by the constant, 2 hour cacophony of tens of thousands of horns, flashing headlights, fists and waves out windows, responding to our presence and the banners we’ve strung across the high chain link fence facing both directions of heavy traffic.

And not just cars, but huge trucks, buses, even motorcycles are blowing horns, loudly & long as they crawl beneath the overpass in heavy traffic.

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