Six minutes and 20 seconds...

Yesterday's million person march in DC, and elsewhere, was to stop the violence inherent in guns around schoolchildren.  The District is a beautiful place, especially in the spring, and that was evident yesterday as signs of life were everywhere springing forth after the long winter's solstice underground, even as millions of footsteps trod nearby.

The District was as usual well prepared to handle practically any exigency, in a mostly friendly, professional but thorough manner.  Its hardware was mostly kept off the beaten track but nearby, providing a rigid steel underpinning to its seemingly accommodating exterior.

The children marched and spoke, hope in their hearts, expecting change.  Oldsters marched too, some ruefully commenting that their journey, which started with working for McGovern who opposed the crooked Nixon and ran against the amoral war, has come to this, a Trump presidency running the country like a family business while trying to forcibly implement outmoded ideas from the silent-majority seventies.

Normalcy returns.  But hope springs eternal.

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Pictures from last winter all come from my old sports camera, as I didn't get my new camera until April.  It was the winter of discontent, no time for sunshine patriots, as the faux president was inaugurated in January and immediately started putting into place the permanent diminution of American power and prestige with his disastrous policies.

Here I am as a protester at the women's march in DC, the first time I have protested in the streets since the seventies.  The more things change, the more they remain . . .  .

Another weekend, enroute to another protest, this time at Lafayette Park.  Strangely, on each of these days of protest, the subway curtailed service before it crossed over or under the Potomac and "provided" overcrowded or non-existent bus service to continue the journey into the District.

Freedom of speech and exercising the right of assembly.  I did get out for a few early morning runs last winter.