A Fine Whine

On Saturday I, like so many others, joined the Women’s March in my home state. It was inspiring and exhilarating to be with 100,000 other people who see the world as I do. In a world that has seemed to turn upside down, where the press secretary claims the current president had “the largest audience ever to witness an inauguration, period” despite overwhelming evidence to the contrary, it was nice to feel like I hadn’t lost my sanity. Moreover, the people around me were just as committed to forging a future we can be proud of.

It was uplifting. We chanted “Love, not hate, makes America great” and “Show me what democracy looks like – this is what democracy looks like!” I was proud to be part of such a positive movement.

Until later on that day when the backlash began. Facebook posts and cable talking heads dismissed the historic protest movement as “whining.”

At first, it infuriated me.

Then I realized they wouldn’t need to trivialize the movement unless it had struck a nerve. And there is a long history of trying to delegitimize anything which threatens the status quo.

But, let’s face it. Our country was built on protest. Freedom of speech is enshrined in our constitution, despite what Mr. “ban social media” seems to think.

We have only changed the world when we demanded it.

Without protests, we wouldn’t have had the civil rights movement, and blacks and whites would still be prohibited from using the same drinking fountains.

But they were just whining, right? Why couldn’t they just be happy they had drinking fountains at all?

Without protests, we might still be entrenched in Vietnam, killing innocents because we disagree with their political system.

But they were just whining, right? Who doesn’t love the smell of napalm in the morning?

It has only been a few days, and already at every turn our thin-skinned leader is trying to strip protections, rewrite reality, and smother dissent. I have a feeling we’re going to need many more protests before this is all over.

If you want to call it whining, fine. But I would argue that we only built this country by speaking up.

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One Comment on "A Fine Whine"

  1. Curmudgeon
    25/01/2017 at 7:35 am Permalink

    In my day we had old white man superiority . We did not need to whine, We didn’t protest we would just tie a note to a brick , throw it through your window and we liked it that way ! . We didn’t need equal pay because we would get promoted even if we did not know anything and we liked it that way !

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