Seattle and the World March in Opposition to Trump
Yesterday, I awoke at 5:40AM energized and ready to
participate in my democracy with the fullness of my mind, body, and spirit, by
marching in the Seattle Women’s March against the Trump Administration. Cycling
onto the ferry for my commute into the city, I expected to see a few dozen
other women like me, the outliers in society. Instead I was greeted by an
armada of pink-pussy-hatted faces, representing almost the entire ferry
population. There were so many women protestors, the ferry had to open the men’s
restroom on the ferry for women, because the lines were too long in the women’s
facilities. An air of friendship, comradery, and generosity permeated the air
as people walked through the boat giving signs, stickers, and other protest
materials to wear. Upon exiting the boat at the Coleman Dock, I parked my
bicycle and decided to walk with the group, two miles to the start of the
march, in Judkins Park. A sea of people, from all walks of life, black, brown,
caramel colored, purple haired, red haired, and everything in between made
their way to the start of this historical occasion. The Pacific Northwest
weather even managed to grant us one of the rare sunny warm days of the past
two months.
As a lifelong political activist and someone who marched for
the ill-fated Equal Rights Amendment in the 70’s, I am no stranger to
demonstrations, marches, and expressions of free speech. This demonstration,
originally designed as a women’s march to protest the policy positions of the
Trump Administration, was expected to draw 75,000 people, and there were
130,000 souls marching shoulder to shoulder in Seattle. Aside from the sheer
size of the group, I was awestruck by octogenarians with walkers, canes, and
wheel chairs who were going to march up to eight miles in protest to the new
presidential administration! As we rounded the corner past Judkins Park onto
Jackson Street, looking down the hill toward Elliott Bay there was a continuous
sea of people for blocks. A massive wall of humanity, shoulder-to-shoulder,
consumed four traffic lanes, and spilled over onto the sidewalks unbroken for
the four miles to Seattle Center. The creativity of the protest signs was museum
worthy and I was gifted a hand-painted one with a single image about
reproductive rights, which I am preserving. Though viewpoints varied from the
environment, healthcare, reproductive rights, education, immigration, and fair
treatment for all people regardless of race or social orientation, everyone was
peaceful, kind, and engaged. There were many children in the march, with their
parents and grandparents, holding handmade signs. I spoke to as many children
as I could, thanking them for participating in the march and telling them about
their 1st amendment rights. One little girl, who was
eight-years-old, said, “Oh, I thought that was going away.” I told her, well
with Trump and some of the Republicans, they would like to make some of our 1st
amendment rights go away (freedom of the press) and that is why we need to be
here. It is so important that you stand up for your free speech, because that
is what makes a true democracy. She said “Oh, I see, with a solemnity rare in
someone her age.”
The extensive
presence of the Millennials, bodes well for the future of this nation, for they
will be paying the price for our mistakes in stewardship. These young people
are our future and it was a revelation to see them in full force. And the young
parents, figuring out the logistics to bring not just one, but often two
children, including infants and toddlers to the event was inspiring. Throughout
the entire day, I never heard a single parent berating their children. Which,
if you travel in the U.S. you will find that public displays of repudiation and
disciplining children are common fare.
Recognizing the “Women’s March” was not a local event, but a
national one, and globally represented in hundreds of cities throughout the
world, from Paris, to Brasilia, millions marched against the Trump dogma. The
sanctity and preservation of our world depends on cooperation among peoples
and nations which are vastly disparate and hope is realized through the
millions who dedicated their time to the belief in democracy on this day. This march best represented our America,
inclusive, engaged, peace-loving, and generous.
And this is the healthpolicymaven signing off a bit more
encouraged than on November 8, 2016. Please continue to read this column for
critical information on healthcare under the Trump Administration.
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3 comments:
We Europeans definitely understand the Americans' concerns. The challenge is to phrase these concerns in a way the new president can feel the answers the affected Americans are expecting.
This is the way I understand "America First". Any other interperetation does not make sense.
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