The 9/11 truthers have arrived in St. Paul and No one Cares.

-by Beth Walton via phone

Worn out by the Republican propaganda machine, today I set out to find some dissenters. Much to my disappointment, the crowd was small. Maybe everyone is still tired from last night's failed attempt to riot. Or maybe no one cares.

Gathered on the Capitol steps were less than a hundred protesters: white boys with Bob Marley hats and dredlocks and middle-aged men wearing suits. They were campaigning for 9/11 truth. Forty million taxpayer dollars were spent investigating Bill Clinton's sexual encounters, yet only 12 million went to the 9/11 study commission, railed Adam Miller, from We Are Changed Colorado. Led by Minnesota Change, the group marched to the Xcel Center, each person and sign spread 10 feet apart, creating what organizers called "a line for the truth."

Two hippie kids, looking for action, seemed crushed by the dismal crowd. Talking on his cell phone, one said, "There's like 20 people here. We're going to the jail to find a real rally."

Two members short, the group marched on. An army of bike cops followed, snapping photos of the protesters, some police grinning at the lackluster crowd. "Truth ends war," they shouted as people on the streets watched. Some clapped, some laughed, some took DVDs and pamphlets with interest. Others just looked down at the pavement.

"There wasn't anybody there!" remarked one woman.

An old bearded man next to her pumped his fist in the air. "Keep it alive!" he shouted.

A truck containing a casket draped with an American flag honked as it passed by. "My son was killed in Iraq," read a sign on the truck's side. Another American flag mounted on the vehicle flailed in the wind.

The heavily guarded, heavily gated Xcel Center was blind to the protest. Convention-goers and the media were nowhere to be found. The only people there to hear the group present a "warrant of arrest" for President Bush's alleged war crimes were two security guards behind the gates.

"Truth ends war!" they shouted.

Perhaps, but only if someone is there to listen.

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