The 1st Amendment is 45 words that guarantee 5 freedoms: Religion, Speech, Press, Peaceful Gatherings and Redress of Grievances... This year we sing the amendment and preach the amendment - in public space like parks, sidewalks and streets, to EXPULGE the Demon Monoculture. We'll go onto private property too, if it was created by false eminent domain or plain old corruption, like most chain stores and big boxes. We sew the amendment into flags, our underwear, and we sky-write it, too. The 1st Amendment will become an erotic pop hero for Peace, because war deprives us of all five freedoms at once. So, the bombs can't drop, the Patriot Act can't surveill and torture, and speaking locally - Local-lujah! - we let the amendment loose on those illegal "permits" demanded by the police to parade and dance and shout out in Union Square. The Cult of the Free! Wanna rise from the dead and walk on water? Walk up to a big angry LOGO and read these dark magic words: Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the Government for a redress of grievances. Change-a-lujah!