Sunday, January 22, 2017
I have never, ever, seen anything like it. The Women's March in Portland was scheduled to begin, outside my front window, at 10:30 yesterday. By 9:45, people were pouring into the street . . . fifty, a hundred, then hundreds, then thousands. Many families, young and old. Many men, many dogs, many signs. So much laughter, so much color. As a keep-to-myself kind of person, I was overwhelmed by my own unexpected joy. Friday had been terrible, dark, foreboding. Saturday was a glory.
Thank you to everyone, all over the world, who did this. I read that, out of nearly 3 million protesters worldwide, only 4 people were arrested. And meanwhile, our "president" had to lie about the weather during his inauguration. Oh, the sun came out, sure. But it didn't shine on him.