At the 2019 Women’s March, I Heard Someone Laugh at a Trans Girl Like MeOn Friday, January
At the 2019 Women’s March, I Heard Someone Laugh at a Trans Girl Like Me
On Friday, January 18, I arrive in Washington, D.C., around 5:30 P.M., by train to a Union Station bustling like it might have in the old days. A massive space with high ceilings and a mall, it is hectic with arrivals, departures, and tour groups circulating as a low rumble of conversation echoes off the marble.
The crowd seems like a mix of parents and teens, with commuters darting through. Most are draped in coats, so it is hard to tell who is a tourist, who is there for Saturday’s Women’s March, and who is there for Friday’s anti-abortion March for Life. There are indications here and there, like pussy hats, bright-red Make America Great Again bucket hats worn by a group of girls, and “Defund Planned Parenthood” signs carried by others.
It is a blunt reminder of the contrasts across the country, converging in the capital for the second anniversary of what was likely the largest day of protest in U.S. history while, simultaneously, the 46th annual self-described “world’s largest pro-life event” is also in town.
Sun, 27 Jan 2019 15:00:29
