I arrived in Santiago yesterday. The first few people I talked with were not very enthusiastic. One, just a passerby in the street, commented to me about “the fanatics” who are marching. And I did see that the few people out already in the morning were all very young. I started to think, “oh, no. This is just like the tiny crowds of ultra that we see at some events in Oakland.”

Then things changed.

I walked about an hour down a busy boulevard. Every single wall, almost, was covered with political graffiti. Many of the small shops had notes posted on their front windows saying they supported the protests. In Oakland, during times of protest, we see something similar, but there they do that in the hopes that the protesters won’t break their windows. But here, I didn’t see a single broken window.

Everywhere you walk, you see graffiti…