From every side that white PVC pipe contraption had something else to say about the world. The guy was still putting it together when I took this picture. He said he had made it himself, and that it boiled down to fit into a medium sized duffel bag to carry home on BART. I didn't see another sign as multifaceted.

After I met up with Pat and her friends I decided it was time to sit down for a while. We ended up eating in the cafeteria in the basement of the Public Library. She got us to go down there by saying they had pea soup, and after a day of peace marching I was ready to give peas a chance. Unfortunately they were sold out of that, so I had a Ceaser Salad instead. Pats friend dragged out this map (click here to see it) to show us the awful punishment Lebanon had suffered already was. Then we explored the library a bit, and found this statue outside a small room crammed with books about the Filipino world on the third floor.