Women's March on Washington: Seeing is believing
By Steve Shelton
There was no disputing the buzz in the air last Saturday as I stepped onto the escalator to join the masses disappearing deep into the Dupont Circle station. Below grade the buzz amplified as thousands of marchers—men and women from across the country--found their way into trains like bees into hives. I emerged at the L’Enfant Plaza station and began migrating toward a queen bee in her own right speaking to thousands of her worker bees from a main stage: Gloria Steinem.
But I didn’t make the stage. At once I was swallowed up in the swarms of marchers who had also flown in from corners of the United States to unite, in solidarity, for a protest unlike any protest in any time. The Women’s March on January 21, 2017, was unprecedented. It was global. It was peaceful. It was mindful. It was for women--and men. And it was directed at a man who, just a day before, was sworn in as the 45th president of the United States; A place where an individual’s civil rights for safety, respect, and honor are championed around the world. A place viewed as “safe” by families fleeing bad things and bad people in other parts of the world.