Went to the local Women's March today in Boston. It was kinda cold at first, but then it got warm. Tons and tons of people (estimates had it at 135k-150k). Many, possibly even most, of them in homemade knit hats.
Spent a lot of time being jealous of all the really great signs. Considered getting a Non-Compliant or Rebel Alliance tattoo briefly.
Ate a lot of granola bars. Hung out with fangirls and speculated about our new favorite fannish trope (imagine your OTP meeting by climbing the same tree at a protest!)
Stood around a lot. Hopped up and down a bunch. Listened to a boatload of speakers. Didn't actually march because it was taking too long to leave Boston Common and get on the parade route.
Enjoyed social media afterwards. So many great photos of all the different Marches all across the country and the world.
We have a privilege here in our state that our hippie progressive ideals are part of the establishment. We had both our Senators and our Attorney General and the Boston mayor speak at the event promising to do all they can to continue being hippie progressives. The police was on good terms with the demonstrators. No reports of violence.
I am not sure if I was comforted by the display of solidarity so much as I felt a sweeping reminder of the gritty difficult work of enacting change. If anything, this election has helped galvanize me into more concrete action. I have always been politically aware, and I was slowly drifting towards becoming politically active. But now I have various reps' offices on my phone. Now I have monthly donations set up to support causes I care about. Now I'm feeling the pressure to roll up my sleeves and get to work.
So that's what I'm going to do.