It is just over a month since the Women’s March. It was an inspiring, uplifting time after weeks of dread. I had written a few
times about how we would have to stand together if we were going to fight the
mean-spirited who punched down in order to gain power and wealth.
And then, after January 20, a friend formed a group, one of the many
activist groups forming to save our country from the despot. We called it SWAT: Strong Women Against Tyranny, and during our
formative meeting, she pulled out what she called a guide compiled by a group called Indivisible. This guide and the group had been coming up more and more frequently, but I tend to resist
reading ideological treatises, and, to be honest, it looked like a lot of
pages. But I understood what she was
saying. This was a group who had
compiled what had been the modus operandi of the Tea Party.
This was a how-to that made sense.
This was about getting together for democracy.
After the Women’s March, there were a couple of women making the rounds of the news shows that huffed and
puffed in outrage that they had not been allowed to join in sponsoring the
march. They claimed they represented
many of the values that we marched for.
But they were anti-abortion. They
were told they could march with us, but they could not function as
organizers. Because the essential idea
of the Women’s March was that we all support each other. This was a group that was speaking to
individual rights, to freedom, and in order to represent this March, you had to accept that we are all entitled to our beliefs and our right to exercise
those beliefs. To me, this was the
Women’s March in its essence. And that
is the essence of Indivisible.
I was heartened by the spirit of the movements, Indivisible and others, that were fighting against the tyranny that had taken over our country. Rachel Maddow interviewed Tara Burnette from South Carolina, who has joined with Indivisible in the activism. She voted republican, but she disagreed with the Trump administration on education, and she stood with others who had their own causes and concerns. She told Rachel, "The state of South Carolina cannot be silent anymore." I was so proud. And when Trump came to town to do a victory
lap at Boeing, another good friend moved me to go with her to protest.
It was a wonderful protest. The
speakers were inspiring, the signs told the story of our fight. Two hundred of us showed up carrying signs and wearing our passion for democracy with pride.
But we were relegated to an area called the “free speech zone.” It was miles from where Trump was celebrating and of course implied that free speech was not welcome outside those gates. Over 200 of us showed up to protest, but the
object of the protest would never have to see us. And at a point near the end of our rally,
someone yelled out, “There he is.” Sure
enough, it was Air Force One, a huge phallus piercing the skies over North Charleston. On this day, it was a blatant
fuck you reminding us who had the power.
The local TV news coverage was pretty awful.
Channel 5 news, which news team always does tend to drool over the
Sanfords and Grahams, was so salivating over the president’s visit that they
had assigned every one of their first-line reporters to Boeing. They threw a couple of their second-line
reporters out to interview and report on the protest. It was announced that there were 100 protesters, and "dozens" of counter-protesters (there were six).
Someone interviewed one of us at the protest, and someone else gave the
same amount of time to the counter-protesters.
It was discouraging, but I just decided to boycott Channel 5
news.
I am 5'1" and I am always the short person standing behind the tall person, but this day I was front and center. I was tickled that Channel 4 news actually held the camera on me and my sign -- “I felt safe until January 20” -- for a few seconds.
But, since then, I haven’t written a blog. I’ve tried to keep up with the news, and I
have truly been excited by the amazing people who have shown up at town halls
to hold elected officials accountable. I
write, but I don’t often show up at events, and when I do I rarely speak. So I continue to be impressed with the smart
and determined people who are asking the tough questions and refusing to let
politicians hide behind rhetoric. But fact was, I wasn't feeling a lot of energy for the fight.
Yesterday, Friday, I entertained the thought of taking the day off, not
checking my emails, maybe even not turning on the news. But I turned the TV on at 1, and he was
there, at the perennially ugly CPAC convention, and he was in his element.
He was talking about the press, and making his outrageous
accusations, and telling his devotees that the press should be made to give up their sources. And then I got online, and
saw that the New York Times and other major media outlets had not been allowed
in to the afternoon’s meeting with press secretary Sean Spicer.
My heart fell. I don’t know a
lot of history, but I know more than Trump.
The words I was hearing were the words that come when a dictator is wresting control of a democracy. The actions were the actions of a third world tyrant.
But then I read a message on Facebook.
A wonderful activist had sent me a message saying she was proud of me,
and I wondered whatever for? I checked
around and realized the letter to the editor I had sent to The State had made
it into the day’s paper. And then she
posted my letter, urged others to write comments in support. Anticipating possible hateful remarks she told me not to look at the comments. She said, “We got
this.” A day later her caring and nurturance still makes me smile.
That is what this incredible time is about. It is the safety pins that mean if you are
being attacked and intimidated, we will be there for you. It means if this dictatorship is able to
enforce a Muslim registry, we will be there registering our names alongside
yours. It means that even if we are in
the lucky majority who aren’t at risk of violence and hate crimes we will
defend those who are. It is the Muslim people who last week took up the cause to raise money to repair the vandalized Jewish cemetery. And it is people who may not understand but will defend the right to choose one's sexual identity. It is people who would not have an abortion
but believe that every woman has the right to make her own choice. It is the fight for the freedom of the
press. The right to walk down the street
without fear of being frisked or arrested, or shot by an unstable person
carrying a gun. And it is the fight
against the sick minds that want to rip families apart in the name of
nationalism.
And I remembered that when Donald Trump is under attack, he doubles
down. He doesn’t always win, but he
knows how to bluff. And that is what he
is doing now, because he is under attack. The cards are stacked
against him. I really believe that. Every day I hear the voices of the lawyers,
scholars, and all the rest of us, speaking up for democracy.
And then I get back up and get back in the fight.