***** With great sadness and a heavy heart I have departed from engagement with the Democracyspring.org activities. The infinite ocean of inclusiveness and love that was tangible for the last 10 days with those magnificent, Godly, loving, 140 Marchers from all over the country, as far away as Guam, was replaced with objectification, generalization, hatred, bigotry, discrimination, violence, abuse this morning in the typical, appalling, hateful 2 hour Violence Training this morning.........

Everyone would have left and gone home if gays, trans, Hispanics, blacks, or any other liberal supported group was so objectified and dehumanized as was reflexively and self righteously done throughout the entirety of that 2 hour violence  training debacle to our men and women in uniform, our sisters and brothers in uniform, the police. With great sadness and a heavy heart I have departed from engagement with the Democracyspring.org activities. The infinite ocean of inclusiveness and love that was tangible for the last 10 days with those magnificent, Godly, loving, 140 Marchers from all over the country, as far away as Guam, was replaced with objectification, generalization, hatred, bigotry, discrimination, violence, abuse this morning in the typical, appalling, hateful 2 hour Violence Training that is always provided here in DC by the DC activist Club.  Same hateful,  arrogant,  elitist, supremacist, self righteous, self-serving, divisive, ignorant  lip-service liberal crap that I first saw 10 years ago upon arriving in DC. Everyone would have left and gone home if gays, trans, Hispanics, blacks, or any other liberal supported group was so objectified and dehumanized as was reflexively and self righteously done throughout the entirety of that 2 hour violence  training debacle to our men and women in uniform, our sisters and brothers in uniform, in the police. I don't do violence. I don't do abuse. I don't do dehumanization. And I don't do hipocricy. I will not participate in it. Gandhi rightly said it is as much a duty to not cooperate with violence as it is to avoid doing violence, and this 2-hour violence training was disgusting violence against the human Integrity of every one of our brothers and sisters in uniform, every bit as much as is the discrimination against any segment of our population with respect to their right to vote. Silence is complicity. The last 10 days march are the happiest days of my life. Never in my life have I remotely been associated with so many loving Souls at one time, in one place, in one group. I will forever be touched, and blessed by the experience. I do not leave those Souls. I leave the spirit of hatred, violence, abuse, discrimination, bigotry, rank evil that was formerly introduced into that much larger group. Be well friends. I'm with Gandhi. 'I consider myself a soldier, though a soldier of peace.' And, 'Give me a military person to fight alongside any day, don't give me any [liberal] cowards.'  How can these creatures conducting this training be so ignorant of the fact, so rigorously presented by Erica Chenoweth, in her copious research recently, that  nonviolence never works, until the men and women in uniform are converted to their side? Breathtaking, criminally negligent ignorance.

I was a Democrat. No longer a Democrat. They have redefined democracy to mean Neil liberal fascism. I am anti-democrat. I am independent, or Democratic Socialist. I loathe the Democratic party of 2016.

I was a Democrat. No longer a Democrat. They have redefined democracy to mean Neil liberal fascism. I am anti-democrat. I am independent, or Democratic Socialist. I loathe the Democratic party of 2016.

Starting around 3 a.m., by 7 a.m. I had completed 30 miles. I couldn't sleep. An adrenaline High. I think that I may have just crashed. I'm.....

Starting around 3 a.m., by 7 a.m. I had completed 30 miles. I couldn't sleep. An adrenaline High. I think that I may have just crashed. I'm in the process of eating a large breakfast and trying to stay awake. I don't know if the breakfast will refresh me or if there's a long nap and store now. The first 30 miles involved roughly a thousand foot climb up and down. There's two thousand feet up and down ahead of me now. 30 miles done, 55 miles to Westchester. So far, it looks like mid to late afternoon maybe a possibility. But how my body is continuing to function I don't understand.

Ps.  well, I well, I don't understand what's going on with my physiology. I could barely stay awake while eating breakfast but then I was alive again. I think riding this thing is very stimulating and apparently I go into fairly severe calorie deficit and stuffing with calories brings me back. That's my theory. Maybe I'll be asleep 5 minutes from now but my senses so I'll be able  to pedal for 2 pedal for quite a while.

***** 60 miles, north of Baltimore more tired than in many many many many years.........

It was a really really really good day. Eventful, a really really really really good day. I'm sitting at an equivalent of Wawa, Royal Farms. I am so exhausted that there are no words. I've been peddling for 6 hours straight which is. 5 to 5 and a half hours more than any day in the last 7 months, on two and a half hours sleep which is about seven and a half hours left then I get each night.. 60 miles, versus the 6 miles a day I've been averaging for many months now. I don't know how this was possible, other than this will that has got a hold of me to do anything in my power to give creation a future. LOL. How it was possible I don't know. But now that I've stopped, well there are no words for how totally and completely exhausted, spent, I am. I expect I'll try and hide over in a corner of the parking lot, throw down my sleeping bag in a blanket animat and hope not to be disturbed until 4 in the morning and then to head out for Westchester.. So who knows if I'll be able to move tomorrow or the next day or the next day. But there's a possibility that I could make Westchester by tomorrow afternoon late. I'm just north of Baltimore. Mercifully much of the ride was on bike pads which I had at least one inch of clearance left to get this large vehicle through. And much of it on traffic Laden High Speed roads. Tomorrow will be the same.

I lost five hours of travel with that broken chain, which turned out LOL, such a comedy I can be, was not broken at all. I had good reason to think that it was, but it wasn't. So the bike shop that I waited to open at 10 o'clock, profoundly nice guys, we had great conversations, help me get it back on the cogs, they enjoyed driving the vehicle, had not seen one.

Aside from this insane will that has me by the throat, today's progress, a third of it, can be laid at the feet of the 12 mile an hour Tailwind that I had and full sun all day long, which combined with this really clever solar trailer that I have rigged gave me enough solar energy with my physical energy.

By the way, various software packages I have to say that I burned some where around 2000 calories today, and between a 20 ounce hot chocolate and 5 bags of Easter candy that was on sale here I'm just heading back. I have not eaten anything all day long, well, I had a couple of chocolate Bagels.

An hour ago I received a very appropriate phone call from one of the organizers of democracyspring.org. We spoke about their plans and my plans and it looks like tremendous Synergy, the solar vehicle and myself will be very welcome it appears. I suspected, but you never know, when it comes to me. Actually, if it turns out I am welcome that will be a first in 15 years, except for Thomas.

PS, looks like sleeping here is not an option, there's a Walmart 4 Miles up the road, maybe I can make that. That's always worked out in the past, but so has this. No, there is not money for a hotel although Lord knows my body is aching for a tub of hot water. That's money our children in Palestine needed.

Pps. Anybody know if the bike trail that goes over the interstate Bridge from Philadelphia to Cherry Hill New Jersey, if that is wide enough for a 52 inch wide solar bicycle. Almost all bike trails are, but if they're not, they're not.

Ppps.   As I was literally summoning the impossibility of standing , and going to make final preparations for the half-hour, Four Mile trip to Walmart, please let me sleep there, I looked out the window, there was an African-American man my age, back to me, reading the side of the vehicle with the image of Jesus, which talks about serving the global neediest from the soul in solidarity for the infinite peace of heart and joy of it. Stood there for 30 seconds reading it carefully. And turning his gaze to the empty line of fuel pumps, no one in the parking lot, gave a passionate, energetic, definitive thumbs-up , no one watching, gave a thumbs up.  and then he walked across the parking lot and disappeared. 

Pppps .   outside I was flattening the solar panel which at 3pm i angled on the trailer West, doubling or tripling its output, that is so satisfying and so effective. A car pulled up next to my space, a fellow probably about my age, very thin, white guy, not many teeth left, car on its last legs, his female companion, wife maybe, inside comma wonder and awe at the ll vehicle. Wonder and awe,, something that is totally totally totally totally totally devoid in Washington DC and most metropolitan areas. Wonder and awe at the vehicle. we had a nice chat. As he was pulling away I said, do you think they'll let me sleep in the parking lot at Walmart? Oh sure he said. And then he thought, and said, listen, I live 2 blocks down that street, he pointed, just passed my house, the last one on the Block, is an industrial park field with tractor trailers. It is totally safe, totally peaceful. I don't even lock my house. You know, he said excitedly, that's the place where the railroad trailer car blew up not too long ago. He didn't see the humor in it, I laughed. That's where I'll go. I'll be there in 10 minutes, lying down next to the vehicle in 30 minutes, and hope that I have a body when I wake up to an alarm at 4 in the morning to resume this trip.

Pppppps . Heading to the industrial park I noticed a fellow comma probably a drug dealer, had been standing on an empty corner for the several hours since I had been there, interested in the vehicle, would have seen me turn. And going 2 blocks back and seeing the industrial park, one Factory in it works Around the Clock and although dark and quiet there was no exit. So three and a half miles later I'm at the Walmart planning to set up for a couple of hours till things close down and then maybe another 3 hours lying next to the vehicle once my legs wake me up. The legs had some life in them. Maybe part of it was a serious calorie deficit.

***** Lol. I'm on the road. 6 in the morning my chain snapped. 4 miles out of town, territory I'm unfamiliar with. Inauspicious beginning. The whole idea of this two-week venture, DC to.....

***** Lol. I'm on the road. 6 in the morning my chain snapped. 4 miles out of town, territory I'm unfamiliar with. Inauspicious beginning. The whole idea of this two-week venture, DC to Philadelphia to depart Saturday on a 10-day March, democracy spring.org, back to DC for a week of Civil Disobedience including arrests, to get money out of politics, and to contribute energy toward the revolution that may be starting around the Sanders campaign that I fully support... the whole idea did not occur until midday yesterday. For a month or more I have been aware of democracy spring.org's plan  but discounted it at the time  as a distraction from  electing Sanders.  I now see it as contributing energy toward the Sanders related Revolution. And I have some fantasy on this slow March back to DC of doing constant phone banking. I'll have sufficient electricity and at walking speed I think I'll have the concentration to do it.  I'll also maybe encourage others to do the same and I'll have plenty of electricity to support others in the effort as well with their cell phones. I spent the afternoon at a bike shop among other things getting the long chain tightened. Other work done as well. The vehicle is running well. I suspect that given the weight of this vehicle that every 2,000 miles or so, and that's what I've put on since July, the chain needs to be replaced. I'm stopped at a Starbucks. In College Park Maryland. There is a bike shop 2 blocks away that opens at 10. I suspect that I'll spend some time in the Starbucks and some time snoozing in the vehicle. I got 3 hours sleep last night, my mind whirring, contemplating what I needed to pack and various aspects of the trip until well after 1 in the morning. I got up at 4 and was on the road by 5:30. My urgent email and Facebook message to the organizers of this thing to see if unexpectedly they object to the idea of my vehicle making the march, I have heard no reply which is a bit disconcerting but I'll press on anyway. Assuming that I can get this chain repaired or replaced.
Ps. I'm sitting in the Starbucks and a fellow a little younger than me comes over, were you on K Street in Washington yesterday? Before answering yes, he had his cell phone where I could see it showing me the picture he had taken of the vehicle yesterday.