Originally, I was going to travel to Washington to march, but in the end I decided to stay and march at home. And, in an incredibly awful turn of events, two of the three buses that were supposed to head to D.C. from here got canceled by the bus company at the last minute, so it's just as well I had changed my plans. Last night I checked with the woman I sold my D.C. bus ticket to, and she and her family had decided to carpool down to the Capital and make the march anyway. Ain't nobody as determined as a pissed-off woman.
As of yesterday afternoon, the local March had six hundred RSVPs on Facebook. Today's current attendance estimate? Three thousand. Not bad for this little town!
Dear Donald Trump: Go f*ck yourself.