Sorry for the sparse posting this past week, but I’ve been a bit preoccupied. On Thursday my husband Steven and I flew out to Washington DC, where we protested the inauguration, and participated in the Women’s March. The march itself was inspiring and empowering. I saw women of all colors and orientations, children, and men all marching together to stop this regime of hate and fear, and it gave me hope for the future.
I think my favorite chant was “Welcome to your first day / We won’t go away.”
We have a long fight ahead of us, but I’m fired up and ready to go for as long as it takes.
Because facts areĀ apparently up for debate, I was there both days, and I can tell you firsthand that the streets were empty on inauguration day compared to the Women’s March. And many of the people I saw there on inauguration day were there to protest, not celebrate. Getting into the city on Friday was no big deal, but on Saturday, we waited nearly an hour just to get on the train into town. These are real facts, not alternative ones.
I’ll go back to posting my regularĀ content soon, but I thought it was worth sharing documentation of the largest protest in US history.
Rachel, My 18-year-old daughter went on a bus with other students and people to the march in Washington. The bus drove all night and they arrived and took the Metro to the March. I had it live-streaming all day. Thanks for representing. Pat S
Pat, hooray for your daughter! So glad she was able to march with us. Thank you for raising someone who wants to make a difference in the world.