Everyone’s Fair Share Of Abuse

“From the river to the sea!” the woman out in the plaza of the library shouts through a bullhorn. The five people standing in a limp group off to one side weakly echo her chant. 

Their demonstration? protest? let’s say “activity” continues as I push through the revolving doors into the cool, quiet of the library lobby.

When I come out, a different woman has the bullhorn, which she uses to recite Israeli atrocities to the passersby while a woman at the top of the stairs learns to skip rope double-Dutch style.