Will all of the people here and elsewhere continue pushing back by calling, voting and speaking out? Will the novelty of protesting wear off too quickly before anything has been accomplished?
I have nothing witty or profound to say, in fact, this march brought about activist burnout. I’ve been a political activist most of my life instigated by having a violent stalker, a judge, a naïve social worker and a court ordered psychiatrist who could not understand why anyone wouldn’t be flattered from the attention of such a “devoted man”. That was 30 years ago, I’ve been marching, protesting, and letter writing for progressive causes ever since.
But this time, this march, I didn’t feel elated - I felt empty. We have been here before, having won the majority of votes and losing the election. Having the interests of big business trump the health and welfare of citizens. Treaties broken. Don’t get me wrong, it was invigorating marching (shuffling really it was so crowded) with people from all backgrounds, all ages, all walks of life. Everyone was having a great time and talking about people all around the world protesting, feeling that there were so many people putting the administration on notice, but in the back of my mind I there was a gnawing realization that we had been here before and here we are, again, marching. Will all of the people here and elsewhere continue pushing back by calling, voting and speaking out? Will the novelty of protesting wear off too quickly before anything has been accomplished?
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