“When we amplify everything, we hear nothing.”

I’ve had a week to recover from my 30 hour road trip to D.C. and even now when I look at my pictures, I’m not really sure what everyone was rallying for or what, if anything, we accomplished that day. Sure, we saw a lot of great musical performances (I never thought I’d see Ozzy Osbourne perform live – or perform a duet with Cat Stevens) and we got to participate in the Mythbusters’ largest-ever experiment. But a lot of the mainstream media – and even the general public – keeps looking for some greater meaning behind the gathering of 215,000 people on the National Mall.

I couldn’t tell you what it meant for everyone. There were old people, gay people, young adults, little kids, and people of every race and religion, and unlike the talking heads on television, I refuse to speak for entire groups of people. But I can tell you what it meant for me. And for me, it restored my faith that people of different backgrounds and different beliefs and ideologies can actually squeeze onto the National Mall, literally shoulder-to-shoulder and have a fun, peaceful day together as Americans. Pseudo-politicians and news pundits would have you believe that such an event is impossible, even insane. But 215,000 of us know it’s not.