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Reflections on the Women's March

We invite you to share a thought, a comment, a reflection, maybe a highlight regarding your experience in Washington DC on January 21, 2017.

Barbara: Unending rivers of energized women, men and children, colorful and creative signs (although my favorite said "Oh, America, what have you done?") from all parts of the country. The mood was festive and proud, respectful and, on occasion, loud. No uniformed police other than at the end of the march, which was so large that it had to be re-routed to the back rather than the front of the White House. No hecklers or Trump supporters (they seemed blissfully unaware of the event - a friend from NYC spoke to some of them Friday evening on the Metro who knew nothing of the march...). It was a day to be proud of.  Now for action

Ricki: I marched with friends, starting with a Shabbat service at 6th and I synagogue. The beauty for me was being surrounded by so many from everywhere across our nation,  with a great sense of dignity,  kindness, humor,  and resolve to not let the new status quo stand. The pussy hats, the creative home made signs, the sense of hope. The sign that spoke to me...I Can't Believe I Am Still Protesting For The Same rights, women's rights, healthcare, inclusion.

Dan and Samantha: Sam and I intended to take MARC to DC on Saturday morning but train capacity was, to say the least, overwhelmed - by thousands of people. Being in DC would have been exciting, but we were uplifted by this huge turnout and the feeling of solidarity with so many others in cities and towns around the country and world. We were glad to be able to go to the rally in Baltimore at noon that day. Here are pictures of us.

Mary: Half a million people, mostly women came together from all over America. My bus had women from Iowa, Kansas, Michigan, Maine, California and Florida. We had no leader, aside from a coordinating group that secured a permit and route and speakers. It was an amorphous group, moving organically, sharing bits of information. People talked easily. I heard no arguments. There were no fights even when crowds were pushed against unyielding barricades. No violence. No arrests. I saw no major or minor Party signs, very few signs with Bernie or Hillary, though her words found their way to many signs: "Women's Rights are Human Rights". This was a March of caring for each other, for healthcare, for the environment, for education, for equality of opportunity and for equal justice and fairness. 

I am in my seventies, and with some health issues. I went alone and found all the help and companionship I could have wanted. I also found comfort in the huge number of young people there I include the text of a favorite sign, hand lettered on cardboard: "Thou shalt not mess with Women's reproductive rights." Fallopians 19:73.

It is widely reported that this is no movement, but I believe it is part of our long quest for union, for justice, and to promote the commonweal. We have made incremental progress for hundreds of years. We won't stop, and we won't be stopped. And the 670 marches reported worldwide on every continent tell an even bigger story. 


Thu, September 20 2018 11 Tishrei 5779