it feels a little funny celebrating saving 5 acres from a parking garage that's just being moved across the street and under a massive 22 story tower and the park will be destroyed anyway, but saving anything in the world of greedy development is a victory. i don't want to think about everything that's been lost, and all the deals being made. at the beginning of this obomba presidential center crisis, when they laid waste to hundreds of trees, and people weren't saying anything, and it was like a funeral, everyone laid down like the trees, felled by the inevitability of power saws and political earth movers. the trees were already a done deal, and i felt it too, felled and trudging around the fallen trees. but at the time we were more gullible, believing the lies, and they kept the final location of the obomba tower secret while they stealthily furthered their nefarious plan to take over the people's park. 
everyone was resigned, it was too late, the back room deal had been made. but wait, the tower is not begun, is it really too late? we have to believe otherwise than the rich and powerful have the right of imminent domain over everything. 

r. said everyone is drinking in celebration but us. i thought about that. i wasn't thinking champagne. but if that tower gets built, if we lose our beautiful park, that's when i will want to drink, not in celebration, but to numb the pain of lost hope. now there is vigilance, now they are under our watchful eyes, now the sober work continues. to save our park.