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Too tired to write tonight. Today we marched. In the rain, then snow.
I have made the greatest protest sign in the history of protest signs. I’m extremely proud of it. I’m gonna hang on to it because I might need it again before it’s over. Honestly, stick-on letters are the best. It would not have looked this good if I’d had to hand-letter it.
My friend in Germany knitted me a Yoda hat (with ears) for my birthday, so I wore my hat and carried my sign. It was cold and wet, but democracy is worth it.
Tomorrow is Friday; I have nothing planned, so writing it is. If the neighbor’s carer’s dogs won’t stop barking, I’ll just go to the library. There’s always a way.
See you then.
I couldn’t make the nationwide protests this time–so glad that you did. I protested at the airport when the offensive Muslim ban first went into effect, and there’s a post about that on my blog.
We were just talking about that last night. People do what they can do. Some folks can’t march or volunteer, so they write voter postcards, phone bank, share information, etc. I do a lot of information sharing and march and donate when I can. Every little bit helps!
I never protested before all this. The first one I ever went to was last year, when the Annoying Orange came here. I actually enjoyed it. It felt good to participate in raising awareness that not everyone in this deep red city is fooled by him.