one man can make a difference

Another day, another demo.
If you had passed through Dublin late yesterday evening you might have seen a very handsome poet halted in his tracks in the middle of O'Connell Street.
He was looking at the latest batch of protestors to set up shop near the Spire monument.
These ones had placards condemning the Iranian government's theft of the recent elections in that country and the ensuing murders, intimidations, crackdown and imprisonment of ordinary people there.

There were maybe about forty protestors standing at the roadside in the centre of Dublin.

But no Irish Times types this time.

No Irish at all.

Apparently this cause isn't so trendy.

Wordlessly I crossed the road.
I shook hands with one of the protestors.
"Well done," I said.