"Hands Off" Protests

We had planned on taking the train to DTLA and joining the masses of people at City Hall. I've been there and done that before, and while it would have been awesome to bring the kids to such an event, we stayed closer to home.

We, the people, took to the streets in protest to the current state of affairs in Washington DC---the supervillain takeover, the handover of most of the government to a South African Nazi-sympathizing maniac...you know, the usual end-of-the-American-democracy-experiment scenes---in a so called "Hands Off" protest. Hands off our rights; hands off our medicaid; hands off our education; hands off our uteruses...you get the idea.

We drove to Lakewood, which is Long Beach adjacent. For Corrie and Camille--they came from Los Alamitos, where the swim facility is. For Cass and I--we came from Cerritos, from a Surf baseball game (we won!).

It was well attended and loud with the honking:

Even Camille got involved, excitedly:

Cass jumped in as well, not even pausing to change out of his baseball gear:

As we're telling our kids: There's no neutral in this debate, there's no sitting this one out. You either have to find a way to resist, or speak up, or fight back in whatever way you can, or you tacitly accept what these sociopaths are doing.

There's disease and rot in our democracy, and friends of-, sycophants to-, apologists for-, these tyrannical supervillains taking over our country will need to be ferreted out. And, as big of a problem as that will be to handle, the even bigger one are the seventy million folks who are like, "These guys are all right! They sure have MY interests at heart!"

Doesn't the thought just make you want to wretch with fury?

Anyway...Cass and unions, am I right?

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