The March

Today at 10:00 AM, sup­port­ers of the CBC Radio Orches­tra met at the Queen Eliz­a­beth Foun­tain. We waved to traf­fic going by on West Geor­gia, and heard speeches describ­ing how protests like this one were going on in Mon­treal and Toronto (and also in Roma­nia, where Prime Min­is­ter Stephen Harper is cur­rently visiting).

Some passed out song sheets (also with all of the names of all the BC Mem­bers of Par­lia­ment, to send hand­writ­ten let­ters to). We sang some a cou­ple of protest songs — to the tune of Three Blind Mice and Baa Baa Black Sheep (or Twin­kle twin­kle Star, if you will). My favourite bit was the sec­ond verse of the Baa Baa Black Sheep:

Bah, bah, hum­bug to the stingy beast
In his office way back east;
How can pencil-pushing jerks
Screw composer’s hard-earned works?
Bureau­crats don’t know their avant-garde
From a hole in their back yard.

Then the whole crowd marched a block south to the main doors of the CBC. Some of the radio orches­tra mem­bers gath­ered at the door, and there were more speeches and chant­ing. There was no vio­lence, and I think that frankly, the folks in the build­ing were glad we were there. After all, I think they would have joined us if they could have. Here are a few other pho­tos (the rest are on Flickr):