Sunday, January 22, 2017

we have arrived

On Friday, January 2oth, 2017, America witnessed history being made.  Under a darkened sky, stood a brooding, self-loathing, old man about to take oath of office as our 45th President of the United States.  As he began his staccato-delivered, ominous, and at times downright spooky, inaugural address, the heavy clouds above him began to weep a soft, steady stream of tears.  

Standing out in front of this man were Americans who believe he is going to make this country great again.  To each and every one of them, that "great" has its own unique meaning.  They found his words inspiring just as they did when he was on the campaign trail.  But for the rest of us, the Americans who know this one absolute truth - America is already great - we wept with the clouds, as enervated of spirit as the sky above him was of sunlight.  

The Women's March on Washington and in 600 sister cities took place yesterday, January 21st, 2017.  With gentle breezes, the clouds dissipated and not a single raindrop fell.  Instead, in the vast majority of cities all across the country (and around the world), glorious sunlight made her presence known as she blew a kiss across the blue skies above millions of marching, protesting humans, determined to unite in harmony and send a very strong message:  

We will fight this new regime with every fiber of our being.  We will not allow them to destroy this country and all it stands for. We will not roll over, bend over, sit down or be silent.  We will not - as Kellyanne Conway insists we do - give deference to Donald Trump and his new, vile administration.  We will resist with every last breath we have.  

After yesterday, I'm now back to believing in the future again. I know this country has one, because I was out marching with the millions of them.   In case anyone isn't convinced, know this...we have arrived.