Important things are happening in Wisconsin right now. Over 7000 people have streamed into the capital building and are occupying it. (I don't know how many intend to stay the whole night, but reports are the crowd is only getting bigger -- many more outside.)
This has been going on for nearly a month (that's right, a month). Tens of thousands most days. Over a hundred thousand on some weekends. But the national press is only covering the politicians, not the crowds. There could be a general strike tomorrow. Students are tweeting that they want to stage a walk out of school on Friday, nationwide. When the police go off duty, they turn around and join the protesters. And apparently a large contingent of tractors will converge on the city on Saturday, and that was planned before the surprise move by the Wisconsin senate this afternoon....
No matter where you stand on the issues, the story -- the big overriding drama -- is with those crowds. (Crowds that a judge described as the most amazingly polite, orderly, clean and respectful mob of peasants with torches he's ever seen. Well, okay, that's not an exact quote, but it was the gist. It could yet turn ugly... but it's been a month, and the crowd has bonded with the cops. They're negotiating what to do next as we speak.)
There are a million stories here: Real people, minor panics, rumors, squashing of rumors, secret missions, volunteerism, pizza, strategic moves and counter moves, arguments, negotiations. The protesters are chanting "This is what Democracy looks like," but it's also what life looks like, just distilled into a big boiler.
So I've been following it via the local press and Twitter. Here's the story of what happened today at the Wisconsin State Journal.
And that's why I didn't make my goal to night. (That and the fact that it was a work day at the day job, and I made crab cakes for dinner, and then things started happening in Wis....)
Tomorrow, more about short fiction.