I got caught in yet another protest
On Trumps 100th day in office, I was cruising Washington D.C. with some of my girl friends. The weather was glorious, a sunny 90 degrees, and the city was pulsing with life. There were some other visitors to D.C. that day, thousands of protestors marching for climate change.
I didn’t grow up with the idea of protesting being encouraged in my house. It wasn’t discouraged, it just was never a thing if you know what I mean. Protesting was never on my radar, so the idea is a little foreign to me.
Highlights:
I found the t-shirts and signs amusing. “Veto the cheeto” was my favorite, especially because according to my understanding, “the cheeto” (Trump) is the only one with veto powers.
At some point, the entire crowd started chanting “Shame! Shame! Shame! Shame!” to someone trying to walk across the street the march had shut down. This is coming from the party that created the opposition to body-shaming and slut-shaming. Interesting.
There was one woman with a sign that said “Mother Earth is my larger self.” I really wish I knew what that meant because it sounds fascinating. What’s my larger self?
Another sign read “Mother Earth is one nasty woman.” I thought this was especially amusing because feminists have recently said that using female pronouns for countries/ships/the world is objectification and should be stopped. Seems like that sign falls privy to the logical law of non-contradiction.
Joking aside, I really wish these thousands of protestors would use their obvious passion for good use. Marching for a few hours is mediocre work, now these days everyone is marching for something.
Marching is not enough.
If they were really passionate about climate change, they would find jobs that help stop the planet from being so dangerous. Or maybe they would run for president and take all the suggestions they have for Trump and implement them.
Also, I would like to know how they think Trump has any control over the temperature of the planet. The president has the nuclear codes, he isn’t God. I don’t see how a climate change initiative or piece of legislation from one of the hundreds of countries on this planet can reverse decades of pollution. Suggestions are welcome in the comments, please enlighten me.
So that bugged me.
Now tet’s think about this: in this country, there are thousands and thousands of Black, White, Native American, Hispanic, and Asian Americans that care about climate change enough that they will bring their children into 90 degree heat in a crowded city and march for a few hours.
Oh yes, there were children there, because good modern parents shouldn’t force a biological gender on their child (maybe little Ethan wants to be Eliana). But little Ethan has no choice when it comes to his political preferences. Maybe little Ethan doesn’t want to march for climate change, doesn’t he get to choose what he does with his body? Don’t children have the right to choose?
That’s why I’m a childinist, I believe children should have equal rights and opportunities as adults. Keep the government and parents out of minor’s bodies!
So this is what I experienced April 29, as I was trying to get past the White House and toward the Smithsonian. There were a lot of people protesting a lot of things: BLM, pipeline, women’s rights, Native-American rights, climate change, and of course- The Cheeto, because it wouldn’t be a liberal’s event if Trump wasn’t opposed in some way.
