I didn’t attend my own college graduation ceremony. I didn’t see the point in gathering in a football stadium out under the blazing sun and not even getting to cross a stage or hear my name read. But as a staff member at a University, attending graduation ceremonies is part of the job. Yesterday I attended the McCourt School of Public Policy’s Commencement Ceremony. I was prepared to be miserable as I sat outside in the 95 °F heat and braced myself to watch a bunch of people I’d never seen before take ages to march themselves across the stage. I had no idea what a treat I was in for.
So it’s been a month since Inauguration Day and the Women’s March on Washington. Yeesh. It feels more like a year. In the first few weeks post-Inauguration, I burned myself out. I was marching every weekend, calling my senators every chance I got, and staring at Twitter every waking moment. I’ve been politically engaged and active in electoral politics for as long as I can remember, but I’m new to activism, and have found myself unsure how to be effective since the Women’s March. Something had to change, so I reached out to a friend to get some advice on activism.
My feet hurt, my back aches, & I’ve become slightly claustrophobic. But I wouldn’t trade my day at the Women’s March on Washington for the world, because yesterday I got to glimpse democracy in action. I got to march hand in hand with my mama as we stood up for minority rights, gay rights, trans rights, and human rights. My family and I took our first steps into the world of activism.
Over the last couple of months, very few things have been able to take my mind off of the mess that is our Democracy right now. Wine has been a good distraction. So has Gilmore Girls. But the best distraction of all? Puppies!
The Friday after the election, my sweet friend and co-worker brought her precious pup Hudson to the office for the day. He basically served as a therapy dog — just holding him for a little while made me feel infinitely better.
Now the dreaded day has arrived — Inauguration 2017. Since I can’t buy puppies for everyone in the country, I thought the next best thing would be to roundup a bunch of pictures of cute puppies.
It’s a weird time to be living in Washington, DC. This is my first time being in Washington, DC for an Inauguration, but from what I understand, this week bears little resemblance to past Inauguration Weeks.
To be in DC this week feels a little like you’re at one big funeral. I’ve been constantly on the verge of tears for weeks, and most people I know (regardless of political party) are in the same boat. Everyone’s also spoiling for a fight. Trump staff and supporters ready to fight the establishment, the rest of us trying to figure out how to fight back against the insanity. If you can’t have the fight you really want, petty arguments with co-workers, neighbors, spouses, or the person in line in front of you at Starbucks will do.