Sunday, March 25, 2018

From the March for Our Lives

I didn't go to Civic Center to commit photography. I wanted to feel inside what was happening here -- the grief, the rage, the fear, the determination.

But having taken along my better camera, I ended up doing what comes naturally to me: recording the passion of the day on marchers' homemade signs.

Even when rallying against death, protesters often delight in each other's company.

There were some bold repudiations of the toxic aspects of masculinity. That's not unusual for San Francisco (the Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence were present of course) but great to see this young man's sign. In general, it was great to see so many young men -- I'm used to seeing more young women than their peers at protest events.

Perhaps this was a first rally?

On the other hand, I bet she's an old hand at protest, even if still in high school.

They know what they want and they want it now! Those of us who can vote have our instructions.

2 comments:

tina a Lebanese in Beirut said...

I hope it is the American generation who will finally come to realize that the USA is involved in killing and killing all over the world; and has been doing so for a long long time. Looking forward to read about demonstrations against the wars launched/paid/supported by the US taxpayer money.

Michael Strickland said...

Dear Jan: Much prefer your account to my rather sad, snarky documentation of the same event.

Dear Tina a Lebanese in Beirut: That is a lovely hope indeed, but would not count on it.

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