Up against the corporate government voters find themselves asked to choose between look-alike candidates from two parties vying to see who takes the marching orders from their campaign paymasters and their future employers. The money of vested interest nullifies genuine voter choice and trust.
If we can't begin to agree on fundamentals such as the elimination of the most abusive forms of child labor then we really are not ready to march forward into the future.
The arc of American history almost inevitably moves toward freedom. Whether it's Lincoln and the Emancipation Proclamation the expansion of women's rights or now gay rights I think there is an almost-inevitable march toward greater civil liberties.
My optimism is not based primarily on the successful march of democracy in recent times but rather is based on the experience of having lived in a fear society and studied the mechanics of tyranny that sustain such a society.
I woke up full of hate and fear the day before the most recent peace march in San Francisco. This was disappointing: I'd hoped to wake up feeling somewhere between Virginia Woolf and Wavy Gravy.
The terrorists are fighting freedom with all their cunning and cruelty because freedom is their greatest fear - and they should be afraid because freedom is on the march.
March on. Do not tarry. To go forward is to move toward perfection. March on and fear not the thorns or the sharp stones on life's path.
We were marching since we were babies and all we did was make Jane Fonda famous.
Big companies are like marching bands. Even if half the band is playing random notes it still sounds kind of like music. The concealment of failure is built into them.
Historically musicians know what it is like to be outside the norm - walking the high wire without a safety net. Our experience is not so different from those who march to the beat of different drummers.
The March on Washington affirmed our values as a people: equality and opportunity for all. Forty-one years ago during a time of segregation these were an ideal.
In 1965 I marched for equality.
Through first-class education a generation marches down the long uncertain road of the future with confidence.
With Michigan's economic future on the line we can't afford to have our 500 local school districts marching in different directions. Instead we need a high standards mandatory curriculum to get all our students on the road to higher education and a good paying job.
Uh I just had an operation last March which was rather serious and I'm recuperating now. I'm on a very bland diet. But uh I'm lucky I was just lucky that's all.
We march and fight to death or on to victory. Our might is right no traitors shall prevail. Our hearts are steeled against the fiery gates of hell. No shot or shell can still our mighty song.
I offer neither pay nor quarters nor food I offer only hunger thirst forced marches battles and death. Let him who loves his country with his heart and not merely with his lips follow me.