Proud and ready

I can do this again.

I hate the word Left. I am not a Leftie.  I am a patriotic American (born on Flag Day -which I share with Cheeto and my late husband was born on July 4).  I love my country.  It is a great country, and can be even greater ... but not with our current lack of leadership.  

The Women's March on Washington was truly inspirational.

I want a leader, not a creepy tweeter!

Yes, I am liberal, and liberal means generous and sharing.  I cannot imagine that a person of faith could be anything but a liberal.  There is no doubt in my mind that Jesus would approve of this march -- remember his actions in the Temple?

I believe in capitalism but a compassionate capitalism where greed is largely non-existent.  I believe in universal health care, the right to choose, a rude free press.  I do not believe that I have right to force my religious beliefs on anyone else, so please check your religious beliefs at your door.   No one is forcing you to marry someone of the same sex.  I am a straight woman, but I see nothing wrong with two men or two women getting married.   Rights are for all, and not for some.

Matthew 22:34-40 New Revised Standard Version (NRSV)

The Greatest Commandment
 When the Pharisees heard that he had silenced the Sadducees, they gathered together, and one of them, a lawyer, asked him a question to test him.  “Teacher, which commandment in the law is the greatest?”  He said to him, “‘You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul, and with all your mind.’ This is the greatest and first commandment.  And a second is like it: ‘You shall love your neighbor as yourself.’  On these two commandments hang all the law and the prophets.”


This is the end.  Here are the posts in order.

http://thewomensmarchonwashington.blogspot.com/2017/01/getting-ready-for-march.html

http://thewomensmarchonwashington.blogspot.com/2017/01/on-way-to-march.html

http://thewomensmarchonwashington.blogspot.com/2017/01/walking-to-march-and-waiting-on.html

http://thewomensmarchonwashington.blogspot.com/2017/01/marching-across-mall.html

http://thewomensmarchonwashington.blogspot.com/2017/01/a-momentus-and-historic-day-in.html

http://thewomensmarchonwashington.blogspot.com/2017/01/my-america-inclusive-not-exclusive.html

http://thewomensmarchonwashington.blogspot.com/2017/01/so-many-people.html

http://thewomensmarchonwashington.blogspot.com/2017/01/this-is-what-democracy-looks-like.html

http://thewomensmarchonwashington.blogspot.com/2017/01/onto-mall.html
http://thewomensmarchonwashington.blogspot.com/2017/01/to-other-side-of-mall-closer-to.html

http://thewomensmarchonwashington.blogspot.com/2017/01/down-constitution-to-trumps-hotel.html

http://thewomensmarchonwashington.blogspot.com/2017/01/finally-pennsylvania-avenue.html

http://thewomensmarchonwashington.blogspot.com/2017/01/at-ellipse.html

http://thewomensmarchonwashington.blogspot.com/2017/01/home.html

Home

Walked into my door at 8:05 p.m.  It was a long, but exhilarating day.  Could someone take off my shoes, please -- massage?

The day was huuuuuuuge and bigly.  In fact, bigger than the Inauguration.

I hope you enjoyed marching with me  - from the start to the finish ... oh, wait .. this is just a start.   Nasty women are not done.


http://www.nbcwashington.com/news/local/Womens-March-Metro-Trips-Top-One-Million-411455465.html

https://www.nytimes.com/interactive/2017/01/22/us/politics/womens-march-trump-crowd-estimates.html?smid=fb-share

https://www.washingtonpost.com/news/dr-gridlock/wp/2017/01/22/womens-march-leads-to-2nd-busiest-day-in-metro-history-just-trailing-obamas-09-inauguration/?hpid=hp_local-news_gridlock-1235pm%3Ahomepage%2Fstory&utm_term=.1beff014bacd

At the Ellipse ..

It is now after 5 p.m, getting dark, and chilly. I put on my jacket.  Getting closer to the Ellipse.   People still marching.   The barriers at the back end of the White House were a perfect repository for more signs.  The White House is between 16th and 17th on Pennsylvania Avenue, NW.

After looking at the signs (and taking photos), I decided that it time to walk back to Chinatown (7th Street) and find a place to eat.   I had already walked more than two miles so what is another half mile or so.   I think it was about 10th Street when a policeman said we had to get on the sidewalk as Pennsylvania Avenue was being reopened.  Of course, my right ankle gave out as I stepped on the curve.  I put my right hand down to try to prevent the fall.  That didn't work.  A number of women came running, as did the policeman.  He said: protect her head.  (My head had not hit the pavement.)  I was more concerned about my camera (one of the women had it and said it's fine (said she was a photographer so she understood my concern.)

I told the police officer that I didn't need an ambulance, that it was my foot and my knee that hurt.  One of the women turned out be a nurse, and she briefly examined me. Another woman asked me if I were with anyone.  I said: No, I came alone.  They helped me up and walked with me for a few blocks.  I said I was fine, hungry and in need of a strong drink.

The police officer saw me and asked me how I was . I said fine, a little sore.  I told him it was his fault because he asked me to get on the sidewalk.  He laughed.  

Huge line of marchers waiting to get into the Archives Metro station. I kept walking to 7th, then turned left, walked a few blocks toward Chinatown.  Restaurants were filled with marchers (great for the economy).  I ended up at the bar at the Green Turtle -- played the age card, and a nice young man (a marcher) gave up his seat.  I ordered a Blue Moon and something to eat.

By the time I got to the Metro at Gallery Place, there were no lines (still lots of marchers traveling by Metro).  No Rush Plush Yellow so I had to switch for the Blue at King Street.

A glimpse of the South Portico

Signs in a restaurant window