Women (And Those Who Love Them) March It Up in New York City

Look, it’s hard not to be depressed. We have an illiterate, lying, corrupt, likely treasonous, racist, self-confessed p**sy-grabber in the White House, so it’s understandable if it gets a girl down. But I uncoiled from my fetal position, took my thumb from my mouth, shook off the Trumpian dystopian miasma, and headed off to join the January 20th Women’s March in New York City.

The government may have shut down, but over 200,000 women, men and children who turned up to march the streets of Manhattan were turnt UP!  To manage the huge crowd, thousands were kept behind barricades, but the feisty and the fierce were not deterred. You don’t make social change being ladylike and obeying the rules, so yes, I pushed through the barricade, taking a dozen women and men with me, and scurried into the main march and alluding the police. (Not everyone was so lucky. But I am a ballsy Southern-born Jewish girl so, basically, rule-followers’  worst nightmare.)

Women's March in NYC

With signs and cheers expressing unified support for women, immigrants and democracy – and people’s, um…displeasure with the current POTUS – the energy was electric. From the diverse crowd’s call-and-response refrain, “Tell me what democracy looks like; THIS is what democracy looks like!” –to my own chant, “I’m old, still hot, Donald Trump stay off of my tw*t!”  — a social change-charged good time was had by one and all. (Including my husband Jeff and BFF Frank, men who not only support women and equality, but are great march photographers and tolerate all my rude chants.)

Women's March says Hands Off Our Pussies!
Gemma is my new BFF!

It felt SO GOOD to walk 3 miles among thousands of like-minded people who share my passion for equality, the ideals of democracy, and my outrage toward our President’s misogyny, racism, ignorance and lies. Suckling at the glass teat of MSNBC as I do, I often get demoralized hearing Trump and his enablers say and do the things they say and do. But the Women’s March was a wonderful reminder that I am far from alone in my moral outrage and political defiance. Hundreds of thousands took to the streets to say they are tired of the bigotry and ignorance tearing apart our country and literally destroying our planet. I’m not going to take it lying down, and neither are my fellow marchers.

The day made me feel like we can and will prevail. THIS IS WHAT DEMOCRACY LOOKS LIKE!



<All photos by Frank Burrows>

Dixie Laite - Dame Town Writer

Author: Dixie Laite

I'm Dixie Laite -- a writer, speaker, and branding consultant in New York City. For over 40 years I've been a bullshit-slaying, classic movies-obsessing, animal-loving dame. For over 40 years I have been working on figuring out how to be a woman. Some of it I nailed, a lot of it I'm still trying to get a handle on. Let's figure this shit out together!

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