A blog of Ginger Life and Thoughts :)
“What’s your greatest struggle right now?”
“Interacting with other people.”
“In what way?”
“In this way.”
“I really started running when I was 18, right after my dad died. I was doing 17 miles every day. It was my own way of facing death each night and beating it.”
I was walking through Bryant Park when a girl ran up to me, tapped me on the shoulder, and asked if I could photograph her group of friends. I actually said “no,” which is my general rule for on-the-street requests, but then I turned around and saw twenty kids waving at me.
They had just finished demonstrating on behalf of The Fair Elections Act. According to their explanation, the act lessens the influence of corporate money in political campaigns by magnifying the effect of individual donors.
Every dollar donated to a campaign by a private citizen would be matched by $6 in public money.
Anyway, they reassembled their demonstration for my benefit. They described it as a “visual representation of how our politicians are tied up by corporations.”