Pueblo San Pancho in Mexico had a protest march today. It began at the soccer field and ended up in the town square. What felt like two or three thousand people marched in a procession that was five to ten deep and ran for five or six blocks.
The mood was celebratory and festive, not about Mr. T., but rather it was about our power and our speaking out-loud about what matters: woman's rights, human rights, immigration, safe food and water, LGBTQ issues, Gender equality, education, health and welfare, respect for the disabled, diversity, art and music funding, etc.
I felt proud to be part of the march. It so reminded me of the energy behind the Vietnam protests and people's rights of the 70's!