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Women’s March Will Matter More Than We Realize
I’ve now been to two Women’s March. The first one was in Oakland, CA and the second in San Francisco, CA. To be honest, I was not as enthusiastic about going to the second one. The first march was jam-packed in the Oakland streets, we were like sardines. The energy and vibe were intense; people were scared. They were fearful of an uncertain of the future. It was uncomfortable and awkward to glance at a stranger’s eyes let alone talk to them, many of them would just look away. We were supposed to be unified, but I only felt allied in the aspect of showing Donald Trump just how much we despised him. Now, after a year of dealing with violent pro-Trump rallies, fighting fascism and daily insane news updates I figured people were tired not woke. Many of us have been massively trolling and political mudslinging between sides on social media. Even those who chose a political side were dividing themselves internally. What I hear is echo chambers, closed minds and a demand to be the winner of any argument that could come up and become viral. So-called activists were busted out for merely wanting likes and attention more than sacrificing for a cause. Writers and journalists were exposed for spreading lies with their actual interest becoming clear; they wanted their content monetized n some sort of media popularity contest. I was quite pessimistic of how different this march would be and how many…
