One year after the first Women's March, like clockwork, we took to the street to voice our disapproval with everything. A lot of my fellow citizens came to march for women's rights, the #MeToo movement, Black Lives Matter, immigrant rights, DACA, #shitholecountries, and even just the vehement disapproval of our current administration and President Donald Trump. Whatever it was folks came out to protest and march for, they came with an extraordinary combination of anger, disgust, hope, and excitement for what they believed in. They came out. They made themselves known and I was glad to march along side with them.
I wouldn't say I'm the most vocal person about these kinds of topics, but I do love putting ink to paper. Since President Donald Trump has taken the White House, I have been sporadically sending the man some postcards regarding how I feel about his horrendous performance so far. Each postcard consists of two things:
A drawing on one side since I do like to draw.
A short message addressed to President Donald Trump.
My return address just in case he wants to write me back.
The funny thing is, I probably have had more interactions (albeit postcards) with President Donald Trump than I ever did with President Barack Obama. I wish I did this when he was in office, the messages and drawings would have been so much more positive. Come back, Barack!