By Nathaniel Miller, Northfield, VT
We took our just-4-yr-old to the Women’s March in Montpelier. He carried a sign that said “We are the Storm” on one side and “This isn’t normal” on the other (thanks, @justseeds!). To him it was just a big, confusing party and a chance to see other human beings (we live on a farm), though he does have a weirdly firm understanding of Trump’s “meanness.” (Also, lately he has many questions about good police vs. bad police).
I think all three of us were impressed by the sheer number of people, though mostly it just felt exhausting and futile. But these last few days, seeing the immediate, vehement response at airports and by the ACLU — seeing that good people might rally again and again, stronger and stronger, and that the Women’s March wasn’t a one-shot deal — have sparked a glimmer of hope in this cynical petrified heart.
I always wondered why there wasn’t a revolution under the reign of George W. Maybe that was the problem — everyone just sat around wondering. Or maybe he wasn’t quite bad enough to turn the tide. My fondest hope is that Americans will wake up and find that they don’t tolerate injustice; then they will shrug off the narcotic fallacy that our democracy is always working, that our Constitution is immutable, that our leadership cannot be toppled and cast down.