There were supposed to be a hundred and fifty thousand people at the demonstration against the looming Iraq war, in Boston, in March 2003. Fifty thousand showed up-lots of us out there by local standards, however pathetic compared to London, New York, or San Francisco. So there we were marching around in Boston, having a wonderful time. I hope we can have as good a time at this conference as we did that day. We felt very sure of ourselves-that we were right-and we were right. Afterwards, as events unfolded, we could say we hadn’t been mistaken. It was a beautiful day, and it hadn’t been stupid to spend it that way.