I was in Chico, California, home of my university Alma Mater. A few hundred were expected, a couple of thousand showed up, as was typical across the US and the world.
I marched for several reasons:
As a historian I marched because I see the possibility of past tyranny becoming a present reality for our nation. This worries me deeply.
As a mother I marched because I have three sons. I desire a peaceful future for them and their children. I wish for them to have the opportunities I had as a young adult (chances are they won’t get them, but I will still fight for them). I want them to know that democracy isn’t about just voting, it’s about making your voice carry to the oval office. And my voice along with millions of others did carry into the very core of our nation, manifested by this morning’s tweets.
As a citizen, I marched to be another warm body among the sea. I marched to add one more voice to the chant “Rise up”. I marched to demonstrate support for my fellow citizens who’s lives have been marginalized by our current President.
I marched because democracy is a gift, and we must work sometimes to keep it.
It was empowering.
When I got home and opened my Twitter and Facebook accounts, I was met by pictures and stories of people from all over the world who joined in and made it perfectly clear: This is what democracy really looks like. This is solidarity. These are people who will not sit idly like a frog in the proverbial boiling water, instead they will jump out at the first sign of danger and warn the rest who might not notice the change.
The next four years can be a long time or a short time, but they will absolutely be a time wherein we must engage in our democracy as never before. May the Women’s March and it’s peaceful tone be the first step, just the start, in this process.
There is work to do, fellow citizens. Let’s get about doing it.