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We Marched

A few days ago, I was very disheartened to stumble upon chatter describing the women who marched as silly and nonsensical. It really upset me because I know a ton of people who marched and they are anything but silly, whiners or poor losers.  How are we bad people for wanting to care for other people and save programs that benefit millions? I'm sure I'm posting to the wind but below explains why women (and men) who marched or supported the March gathered to resist.

"To those whom are confused or surprised about why millions of people showed up to protest on Saturday. Women are marching because our children deserve a secretary of education that cares about education. Women are marching because our family and friends deserve healthcare. Did you know that before the ACA, newborns in the NICU would hit their lifetime caps on health insurance coverage. That's right, Babies who had never felt the sun on their skin could no longer get health insurance. Women are marching because domestic violence crisis centers and after school programs deserve funding. Women are marching because we deserve clean air, clean water, and national parks.
Women are marching because we believe the children protected by the DREAM act deserve to be here and they deserve to live with their parents, not in orphanages and foster homes. And most of all, women are marching because we have the right to. The right to protest and speak out against our government is the first amendment. That's right, #1! It is one of our most fundamental American rights. Saying that we're whining, throwing temper tantrums, or that we're immature, or that we need to get over it will not stop us. It will not stop us from fighting for you. And we are fighting for you because you deserve these rights too. We're not marching because Trump won. We're marching because he wants to take all of the things that we hold dear away. All of the things that we've been fighting for for generations. And we're not giving up easily. Anyone who thinks we're marching because we lost just simply isn't listening. We're fighting because we refuse to lose more."

(Eleanor Oliver-Edmonds, edited by Janice Lewis)

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