Last Saturday, January 21st, 2017 was an historic day, a day that will be remembered for the Women's March on Washington and the solidarity that was shown around the world. I am proud to say that I was there in Washington last weekend, and the experience has provided me with a baseline for the next four years, with a basic knowledge that I am not alone.
After a motion-sick metro ride with too many people squished into a car (who were somehow pleasant despite the crush) we finally arrived at Judiciary Square station. As we all stepped off the metro car, we let out a collective cheer and ascended the stairs towards the march. The crowd was thick but friendly, supportive, and beaming. I felt a strong sense of belonging - of being understood and loved and protected by the men and women of all ages and colors and homes who marched with me in positive, powerful spirit. I couldn't help but feel overwhelming love and peace swelling from my chest causing saltwater to sting the corners of my eyes, my heartbeat to flutter, and my breath to gasp. I felt home and whole and like everything was going to be OK.
Of course, it is not really OK. After the march we went back home to a new world, a world in which a madman wields a great deal of power, with even madder friends at his back. And the first week has been quite something, each day bringing a fresh terror. I wake up to horrible news every morning. The Dakota Access and Keystone XL pipelines are officially approved to move forwards. People from Iraq, Syria, Iran, Libya, Somalia, Sudan and Yemen are no longer allowed here, no matter the benefit they provide our society or the horrors they may face outside of the U.S. It is hard not to fall into a constant state of despair when the news brings nothing but mad executive order after another.
But then throughout my days I speak with peers, family, and friends. I log onto Facebook and Instagram and Twitter and get pulled into passing conversations revolving around what’s happening, what we can do to fix it, and how we feel. When I speak with people and see what they’re saying online I find my hope again. People are awake. People are awake and aware and we are not going back. It took this insane, selfish puppet of a president to flip the switch, but now that it’s switched the people of the world are not going to stand down. It is salvation to witness and continues to cause tears in my eyes and an aching pride in my heart. This is the truest beauty of the human race. Everyone coming together to support not only each other but the truth, and what is right. Greed and corruption are but one tiny portion of us, but our love for each other will overcome.
Donald Trump you may believe that you have won, but you do not control us and your corrupt politician friends and greedy business cronies will never defeat the people. We are in this together, and together we rise.