There was music, laughter, dancing, sign-waving, adorable babies, people in wheelchairs braving potholed terrain, BART delays, shuffling progress due to walking the streets alongside SO MANY PEOPLE—of all ages, backgrounds and affiliations. It was uplifting to be with one another, walking in sunny Oakland.
This administration is without a doubt our nation's shittiest (and that's saying something), but they are the minority, and they gained their power through subterfuge and gerrymandering. We are the majority and we will prevail. That's not rhetoric. That's a fact. As a wise man (Jerry Springer—surprise!) once said, "Liberals always win (in the end)."
Some dancing in the streets courtesy of the fabulous drumline from SambaFunk!.
Snippets, shot hastily while in a protesting glow.
Some photos of the day.
|Tom, Linda, Jenny, me (hats made by Linda—thank you!|
My Pussy Riot sign. It's a keeper.
My friend Sherry LaVars, who shoots for the Marin Independent Journal, gave me permission to post some of her personal work here. Thank you, Sher.
|Sher in the middle with two friends|
See you at the next march. If you can't make it, there'll be more.