Do I contradict myself? Very well, then I contradict myself.I am large. I contain multitudes.
Walt Whitman

Tens of thousands of people gathered one unexpected afternoon: layer upon layer of enthusiasm, pile upon pile of hope, and anxiety, line upon line of faces that were not just watching with fixed and passive gaze.

At that moment, in that space, a transformation was going on: the joy suddenly became an 'us'. An 'us' that was ready. An 'I' that was comm