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  • This is a picture of me being interviewed, or really "listened to" by Chris Hedges at Freedom Plaza in D.C. This was where one of the camps "Occupying" D.C. was stationed, the other Occupy D.C. being at McPherson Square. Chris Hedges is a Pulitzer Prize winning reporter, war correspondent, and author of "War is a Force That Gives Us Meaning." Chris is today a constant dissident voice for peace, and accountability. Though often critical of the US Government, he is honest in so many ways and loves America. In 2002 he received the Amnesty International Global Award for Human Rights Journalism.

    I've seldom to never met such a compassionate reporter, and listener. My friends later remarked that it was historic to be interviewed by such a man for so long (over an hour or more), yet it was an interview that would never be published but always remembered. A listening session that would draw out of me the deepest emotions of why I was participating in the events of Occupy. Why Chris Hedges interviewed and listened for so long I will not know. I know he interviewed others in the Occupy Movement, and was gathering stories. Perhaps like those of us here on this site, he cares deeply about the personal stories of those participating in the Occupy Movement. It was an interview, and listening session that would end with me crying in an outpouring of emotion both positive and sad.

    Chris learned nearly the narrative of my whole life story from growing up in rural Tennessee as a young gay man to becoming an activist up until the day I was there that day.

    There is something to be said to be interviewed by a man who has heard so many stories. I thought of this later. The many stories this man has heard which are so much worse than mine. Stories of the victims of war, of torture, and of true hardship in life I have not experienced. Yet he listened to my story seemingly with just as much compassion. The experience was humbling, and emotional.

    It did not matter for me for my story not to be published, sharing my story with this amazing individual will be something I will always remember as he drew out the deepest truths and emotions of why I was there that day. Brought out the tears, the truth, the raw emotions.
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