Women's Rights March--So You Call Yourself a Protester?
When I First Read
the story about The Women's Rights March on Washington, Saturday, Jan. 21, 2017, a song from my era, the "Turbulent 60's" popped into my thinking: "Get Together," by The Youngbloods which in my non-expert opinion, may be the perfect song for protests of this nature.
So, come on, friends. You know the words . . .
"Come on, people---smile on your brother every--body get together
try to love one another right now . . .right now."
Good work. My personal "Yay!" for those still around from my generation.
If you are Like me
and grew up in the 60's during the height of The Vietnam War Protests that captured the evening newscasts and headlines every day of our shaky lives. Who could forget when a band of malcontents went to the Headquarters of Defense in Washington and did the unthinkable: Burned their drafts for all to see. And the ones who shied away from this fearful action, "ran like scared chickens" all the way across the United States border to the north all the way into Canada where they outlived the Draft and then one day, former President Jimmy Carter issued a blanket pardon for these souls who cared more about themselves than the Vietnam War.
But with the January 21 Women's March, I noticed a few stories about this huge group of women and men who exercised their Constitutional rights in "having a peaceful assembly" with proper permit. And I can tell you this without fear of being contradicted that I found the below nine things that were just wrong with the Women's Rights March.
- Too many smiles were evident on the faces of most of the aggressive protesters. I mean really. You call yourselves a protest? What? It looked more like a huge group of Americans who were living above the 30% tax bracket with T-Bills, CD's, and stock investments making them tons of cash. And the clothing, get real! No one in the 60's would dare wear anything designed by someone famous. It was faded, torn jeans, tie-died tee shirts and sandals. Next time, please do not insult me or those of our generation and wear protesting clothing. And scowl, glare and look fierce. Do not smile like the late Fred "Mr. Rogers" Rogers as he took off his suit coat and slippers and donned that yellow sweater and tennis shoes.
- There was no sign of harsh, threatening music to offset this huge protest. How disgusting. How shameful. Were you just "amateur protesters?" I got to know. Who taught you how to march down a crowded highway, "Mr. Green Jeans?" And that march, it was more like trying to walk in sync with the man or woman on the line where you were standing. This was not line dancing was it?
- There were no signs of angry police officers gritting their teeth weilding billy clubs on the heads of the people marching for unified women's rights. And why no teargas? You have a lot to learn about protesting, my friends. Being a member of HubPages I cannot take one side of the other. I have to write this in an unbiased tone. But listen to me. I know more about protests than you do. The Washington police officers looked too relaxed to be guarding the innocent citizens who were actually thankful for you marching down their street for it was the only excitement they had in months.
- Where was Bob "The Times They Are-a Changing" Dylan, Pete Seeger and others who made a bundle off of protesting? I would have settled for a strung-out Kid Rock, but you did not have the decency to make up some cash to pay him or someone who might have convinced me that you were having a real protest.
- Why didn't your huge groups splinter into groups of ten and sit down in the middle of the street? And you might have chanted a song from Eastern India background. Oh, if Ringo Starr and Paul McCartney had been in town we who viewed this debacle might have believed you were fed-up, angry and willing to stage hunger strikes (e.g. Joan Baez' husband, David, who convinced 40 Federal prisoners to join him in a hunger strike protesting the Vietnam War. See my hub, "My Apologies to Woody, Pete, and Thanks, Joan, and Peter, Paul, and Mary) to get your point across.
- None of your so-called protesters even dared to yell at the police like the Abby Hoffman's and Jerry Rubin's of my day. These guys were not afraid to get hurt. No, sir. They were into their anti-war protests whole hog. That is why the police always tore into them with teargas and billy clubs. Not you. No. You had to be too nice and too civil. I mean just a few people jumping on a few cops would have made me tell my wife about how dedicated you were to get unified women's rights in America.
- I know. I have already asked you why there were no actual celebrities in your Women's March in Washington. But no Jane Fonda? She is not deceased. She was not liked by "the man" during our time of being confused and awkward teens. I can understand about no Dr. Benjamin McLane Spock who sadly passed in March of 1998, but couldn't you just at least try to get someone like Lady GaGa or maybe David Letterman? He has nothing to do these days since he retired from The Late Show on CBS and would have loved it if you had just asked him to join your march.
- I did not see any smoking of illegal controlled substances while you were marching. Who (of the 60's) remembers hordes of people who had not bathed in weeks, smoking "weed" and telling The Establishment to "Stop the war," or we will grow into bigger groups and start voting you congressmen and senators out of office? I will tell you this: In all of the anti-war movements and protests, there were many who did the marching and not knowing where they were after smoking several joints beforehand.
- Why no rock concert before you marched? Can you please answer this for me? I thought just maybe in a few minutes the CNN and Fox News cameras will cut away and show angry rockers and rollers jumping into filthy mosh pits while listening to a R.E.M. reunion followed by The Stone Temple Pilots and closed out that night by The Red Hot Chili Peppers. But no. You had to be conventional, ultra-conservative and just march while smiling and being polite to the cops and innocent onlookers.
In closing, I would like for those who planned this march to please include at least one, maybe two of my suggestions the next time you get upset at who is sitting in the Oval Office.
Good night, Corinth, Mississippi.
If this hub angered you, that's cool, man. Now play this far-out video. That is why I published the classic song on this hub.
"Get Together" by The Youngbloods
© 2017 Kenneth Avery