There will be many sharp and interesting takes on the success of No Kings 2, I’m sure. And I don’t have much to contribute other than how it felt.
I know that in the week leading up to yesterday, those who all the power wanted the American people to feel scared. They wanted us to fear retribution, to believe that they have all the cards and to stand up and show your discontent was unpatriotic and criminal. They want us to feel scared so that they can continue to rip through this country and do whatever they want.
Yesterday, as I stood among a thousand (or more!) people just a few miles from my home in Long Island, that fear melted away. When I looked around and saw people from my community willing to say out loud that they have had enough, and that they want something better, it gave me courage and comfort, knowing that there are so many others like me, and they can do this with joy. These are my neighbors. I can say what I feel and I know that others are right there with me. We can talk about it in public. We can still speak our mind in America. We can tell people who defend what’s going on, or tell us it’s no big deal, to fuck off. Because people care. We care. And that feels good.
