As I’ve told you in previous News, I have two wonderful granddaughters, 7 & 10, who never cease to amaze and amuse. The latest caper was The Great Protest. Back story: the girls have grown up on picket lines, marches, vigils, and street protests. Both parents are political activists. So the parents should not have been surprised when the children rose up in a militant protest for kids’ rights. The issue? Parental invasion of their private spaces (i.e. unkempt bedrooms). The action? An elaborate protest march through the house with picket signs held in each hand as well as signs displayed by their favorite stuffed animals, strapped papoose style to their backs. Of all the signs they created, my favorite was the very edgy: “Prosicute the Mama Polese!” Then, knowing that the price of liberty is eternal publicity, they headed for the cellar where they regularly publish THE WAY DOWNTOWN NEWS. Quote: “Big Protest! Uptown has had a protest! Several people had a protest about the MOMS not breaking into rooms. Kids were carried on backs and also held signs.” The future is looking a bit brighter.