Last post for the week on the
Women’s March on Washington—a seminal experience for me, and probably for most
of the people who participated in this and sister marches around the world on
Saturday.
So let’s finish up with
another selection of the mostly hand-made signs.
First off, you’ll recall the official
signs that went up in The Red Zone warning about parking on the occasion of
the inauguration of the Kleptocrat. You may also be aware of the fact that prior
to the event workers had scrambled around the area putting
masking tape over the name on portable toilets supplied by Don’s Johns.
They said it was because of a ban on “advertising”
on Capitol grounds, but there didn’t seem to be a problem with the name on the latrines
supplied by other vendors.
Anyhow, I was tickled to find
this juxtaposition along the route my march took:
Here was a different kind of power tool:
There were variants on this
sentiment about the patriarchy:
And the “I’m with her” proclamation:
As for the girls, well, they just wanna…
Given the administration’s
attempts this week to crush scientific inquiry and sharing of research, I’m
glad that there was more than one sign
with this aspiration:
I kind of liked this woman on
the National Mall, taking a bit of a break—Lord knows it was exhausting, if
exhilarating.
And on the way home on Metro, I
quite admired this young woman’s style in tights:
Finally—whatever happens in
the coming weeks and months, I believe that this sign pretty much encompasses
everything:
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