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This was one of a lot of rallies today. The Boston one started at City Hall Plaza around 11 a.m.; there were some speeches, then a bit of a pause, and then we marched (or at least walked) to the Common, to join the crowd there.![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
cattitude, adrian_turtle went took the T to Government Center, talking on the train to a few other people who were heading to the rally and one who hadn't known there was a rally today.
As of yesterday afternoon, none of the three of us was sure we would be up for this, given the heat and that my hip was hurting yesterday. This morning, we decided it was worth a try, so Adrian and I made protest signs (which I keep thinking "I should do" and then not getting around to. My sign says "Daughter of a Refugee" (because it's true, and I don't look like most peoples image of refugees), and hers says "Let My People Go." Then we put cold drinks in my daypack, applied peltny of sunscreen, and headed out.
It was a hot day (somewhere in the upper 80s F/just over 30 C at 11 a.m.) and sunny, and there is very little shade in City Hall Plaza. But we managed the heat, did our best to listen to speeches, and then made our slow way down Tremont and Beacon Streets to the Common. I looked at other people's signs, and a few people photographed mine, and in this case I was glad of how slowly a protest march moves down relatively narrow streets. (My subconscious expectation for both political marches and parades is still Broadway or Fifth Avenue in Manhattan.)
We got to the Common, found a place without too many people, and sat for a bit. Then we decided we needed more food than the pint of blueberries I had brought with me, and Cattitude at least wanted to get out of the crowd, so we took the red line to Davis, talking to more chance-met fellow protestors. We have now had falafel, and are home, and I am drinking tea.
(This is my third protest this month, counting the Dyke March but not Boston Pride.)
P.S. This is a relay race, not a sprint. You are not expendable; do what you can, and try not to blame yourself for having finite resources.
This was one of a lot of rallies today. The Boston one started at City Hall Plaza around 11 a.m.; there were some speeches, then a bit of a pause, and then we marched (or at least walked) to the Common, to join the crowd there.
cattitude, adrian_turtle went took the T to Government Center, talking on the train to a few other people who were heading to the rally and one who hadn't known there was a rally today. As of yesterday afternoon, none of the three of us was sure we would be up for this, given the heat and that my hip was hurting yesterday. This morning, we decided it was worth a try, so Adrian and I made protest signs (which I keep thinking "I should do" and then not getting around to. My sign says "Daughter of a Refugee" (because it's true, and I don't look like most peoples image of refugees), and hers says "Let My People Go." Then we put cold drinks in my daypack, applied peltny of sunscreen, and headed out.
It was a hot day (somewhere in the upper 80s F/just over 30 C at 11 a.m.) and sunny, and there is very little shade in City Hall Plaza. But we managed the heat, did our best to listen to speeches, and then made our slow way down Tremont and Beacon Streets to the Common. I looked at other people's signs, and a few people photographed mine, and in this case I was glad of how slowly a protest march moves down relatively narrow streets. (My subconscious expectation for both political marches and parades is still Broadway or Fifth Avenue in Manhattan.)
We got to the Common, found a place without too many people, and sat for a bit. Then we decided we needed more food than the pint of blueberries I had brought with me, and Cattitude at least wanted to get out of the crowd, so we took the red line to Davis, talking to more chance-met fellow protestors. We have now had falafel, and are home, and I am drinking tea.
(This is my third protest this month, counting the Dyke March but not Boston Pride.)
P.S. This is a relay race, not a sprint. You are not expendable; do what you can, and try not to blame yourself for having finite resources.
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My sign was a quickie done last night: "WELCOME REFUGEES/PROTECT CHILDREN/BRING BACK THE AMERICAN DREAM".
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I went to Mansfield's protest-let, due to being in Franklin looking at an apartment. Am now mildly hoarse.
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