Here in New York, we’d seen it all—until, that is, the Women’s March descended on Midtown last Saturday, January 21, 2017, holding the city breathtakingly, earthshakingly captive for 10 straight hours. Coming the day after a presidential inauguration that left millions reeling in horror, this was our urgently needed riposte. No arrests. We were peaceable. The police were peaceable. But in true New York City-style, we were also insolent, snarky and jubilant. With the march intended as a heartfelt call to protect women’s rights in an administration vowing to dismantle them, disdain and contempt for the incoming president on his home turf overwhelmingly ruled the day.
And amid the surging crowds of what is reported to be the largest protest event in American and possibly world history, taking place not just in New York City and Washington, but in 673 cities and towns on all seven continents, came the dawning recognition of a progressive, activist resistance movement joyously discovering itself.
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THIS IS WHAT HISTORY LOOKS LIKE, claimed one placard.
THIS IS NOT A MOMENT, IT’S A MOVEMENT, announced another. Where it will go, we don’t yet know. But we can be sure it’s got legs.
The New York City march was massive, with over 400,000 protestors packing the streets. It took this reporter 15 minutes to cross 42nd Street.
One attendee asked a cop, Where’s the end of the march?
His deadpan response: In the Bronx, maybe?
Actually, the march ended on Fifth Avenue one block below the heavily barricaded Trump Tower (a.k.a. the presidential weekend palace).
So who showed up? The mix is telling. ’60s Vietnam War radicals (some with walkers and canes), Move On-ers, Black Lives Matter activists, LGBTers, artists, academics were there—dissidents and those on the sidelines. So were women of color and vocal over-fifty celebrities—Helen Mirren, Yoko Ono, Chirlane McCray, Rosie Perez, Cynthia Nixon, Whoppi Goldberg. NYCitywoman’s editor/publisher Barbara Lovenheim and art director Susan Huyser joined in, along with writer-contributors Georgetta Lordi Morque, Grace Lichtenstein, and this reporter. A fourth writer, Suzanne Charlé, covered the Washington march. And—welcome surprise—single and married men showed up in droves, often carrying children on their shoulders!
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But most riveting of all in this potentially volatile mix were the multitudes of first-timers, including businesswomen and homemakers from the Upper East Side, the Upper West Side, Park Slope, Upper Montclair, Scarsdale, and even—amazingly—Republican Suffolk County. (A friend cutting through Penn Station reported multitudes in pink hand-knitted pussy hats arriving from Ronkonkoma on the Long Island Railroad.) Here was “a broad alignment of straight, middle-class white women,” as Jia Tolantino described them in The New Yorker. For them too, Trump, with his sexual bombast, had crossed the line. No wonder they, like so many other protesters, wore those all-important pussyhats—visible reminders of the just-installed president’s admittedly predatory behavior. (The gesture of knitting these hats signaled that it was personal for all these protestors.) Not to forget the babies in strollers and the obliging dogs who showed up, also dressed in pink. (One terrier wore a pussyhat—oh, the indignity.)
Let’s admit it: Trump, or rather his lewdness, is uniting various swaths of women today, as perhaps nothing else could. Belatedly, alas, but better now than never.
The police, as well, were out in force—not to arrest but to protect. They were enjoying themselves. (I’m convinced the cops sent to monitor Fifth Avenue were the best-looking and most agreeable the city had to offer.)
As reported in The Daily News, Anne Cunningham, 82, employed at the Manhattan Borough President’s Office, marched with the help of her walker, pumping her fist in the air, chanting, ‘Hey hey, ho ho, Mr. Trump has got to go!’”
A trash collector on Lexington Avenue, ignoring the tumult around him, unloaded his garbage cans and departed with a shrug.
A homeless man, also indifferent to the marchers, sat on the sidewalk in front of St. Thomas Episcopal Church, playing his saxophone.
A determined photographer vainly tried to scramble up the ornamental grillwork around a Saks Fifth Avenue window.
On West 55th Street, the designated exit route, a spontaneous, all-inclusive dance party erupted at the end of the afternoon.
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Carried on posters and T-shirts, the written messages were a constant delight. And often the funniest ones hit home the hardest. (Let’s see them published in book form!) One that was widely adored read:
IKEA HAS BETTER CABINETS
A favorite of mine, written in glitter-marker, brought me to tears. It read:
I ALREADY MISS OBAMA
Most prevalent were the placards stating I’M WITH HER, arrows pointing in all directions.
Other standouts, grouped thematically:
WE SHALL OVERCOMB
KEEP YOUR BAD HAIR OFF MY HEALTH CARE
YOU CAN’T COMB OVER WOMEN’S RIGHTS
TREASON IS A CRIME. TRUMP IS A TRAITOR
IMPEACH HIS ASS
ILLEGITIMATE, SO QUIT
ABORT UNWANTED PRESIDENTS
NO SLEEP FOR THE NEXT 4 YEARS
RIGHT ON, MERYL STREEP
MAKE AMERICA SMART AGAIN
MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN, LIKE IT WAS LAST THURSDAY
RESIST. OUR CHILDREN ARE WATCHING
WE ARE THE WALL, AND TRUMP WILL PAY FOR IT
THE EMPEROR HAS NO CLOTHES
TRUTH TRUMPS TWEETS
TRUMP WILL LIE ABOUT THIS
WHERE THERE ONCE WAS HOPE, NOW THERE’S A DOPE
DON’T FEED HIS EGO
DEPORT MELANIA FIRST
KELLYANNE CONNED AMERICA
THIS PUSSY GRABS BACK
THIS KITTY HAS CLAWS
YOU’RE NOT PUTIN A HAND ON THIS PUSSY
KEEP YOUR LITTLE HANDS OFF MY BODY
And finally …
GIRLS JUST WANT TO HAVE FUN-DAMENTAL HUMAN RIGHTS
Yes, that in essence is the mandate. The march was great fun. But as 13-year old Lea Richter of Loudonville, NY, kept asking as the march ended, “What do we do next?”
Indeed. Let’s be activists. Let’s be diligent. Let the coalition take shape and mold public policy.
Linda Dyett’s articles on fashion, beauty, health, home design, and architecture have appeared in The New York Times, Washington Post, Monocle, Afar, New York magazine, Allure, Travel & Leisure, and many other publications.
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