I marched in Washington, DC for the Women’s March and that moment was joyful, hopeful and filled with good will. It was a high. After 10 dreadful weeks after our disastrous election, I finally found my voice again. I was surrounded by like-minded people who said, “ENOUGH, we aren’t going to take it anymore.”
But then just a week later, the idiot passes a ban on immigration for some people from certain countries. So I find myself at the Philadelphia airport, along with 5,000 other people, to protest yet again. But this time, it was different. There was no joy here today. I only felt fear. Unlike the Women’s March, which was dominated by black and white women, I saw men and women of every race, color, country, religion, ethic group. I spoke to citizens whose families could be or would be affected by this ban. I saw a large Jewish presence which shoveled a message. of the hateful Hitler and the Holocaust, in our faces.
I saw an America that I did not recognize.
Memoirs of an Ordinary Woman 