Some sights from day two of the walkout:

On the bridge is the big sign that elicited numerous honks from University Ave. traffic. It had to be taken down a few hours into the picket because the high winds broke the wooden support structure. Whoops! In the late morning, some kind came riding his bike down the sidewalk where we were marching and had a sign pinned to his shirt that said "Unions Support Communism." As he passed, I yelled, "Yeah, communism!" and everybody cheered.

Union workers at UPS had agreed not to cross picket lines to make their deliveries; thus, nothing got delivered yesterday. Today, a UPS truck showed up at the Vilas loading dock just as our shift was about to end. We quickly reconvened the line but it didn't matter: The guys hauling the packages were Brown management. Ha ha ha.

Right after the UPS thing, this RV drove by. According to some of the stuff painted on it, it seemed to be connected to Granny D. In the foreground stands my advisor, who joined us on the line for a little while.

As we were heading to Dottie Dumpling's Dowry for beer and burgers, this crowd of people stormed the bridge over University Ave. They had a bullhorn, which we weren't allowed to use for some reason, and a lot of people compared to any other single picket group. Turns out they were undergrads, probably the ones who nearly got arrested several times during the morning. They were trailed by several cops, three of whom stood watch from one of Vilas's weird ledges and another of whom took up a perch right next to the guy with the bullhorn. Hooray for speech without intimidation!