This sums a lot of it up:

A week ago I wrote you just to vent and express my sadness about the ban on gay marriage ... but today after attending our rally in South Beach, I won't be any more. I am not sad nor do I want to be angry any more. I just want to do what needs to be done. Fired up. Ready to go.

Know Hope. These things take time. But we have changed consciousness and we have begun finally to tackle the last remaining obstacle. Not our opponent's misplaced fear and misguided panic. But our own lack of fire, our own capitulation to the forces that would eclipse and marginalize and demean us.

When every gay person and every friend or family member of a gay person really, truly believes that the staus quo is unacceptable, we will win. Today, I think we reached a tipping point. Now our task is to find a way to channel that conviction more aggressively, with more focus and professionalism. We will. And the next generation will lead the way.

(Photo: around 3 pm in Washington DC, today, as the protest made its way to Lafayette Square.)

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