Protest Day:
1:30 - leave the apartment. later than we had planned, of course. it's ridiculously warm outside, especially cause we're prepped for gross, cold, rainy weather.
1:45 - on the metro, planning to get off at Archives/Navy Mem'l and walk to the reflecting pool.
2:00 - walking down Pennsylvania Ave. Hmm...there's a protest going on here, but I'm pretty sure that no one at the Prop 8 protest would be waving a Chinese flag. We step into the street to try to see whether we can get around this group of protestors. Aaaaah! We're back on the sidewalk! We're back on the sidewalk! Dear god. A police officer just screamed at us as if we had stepped off the sidewalk and proceeded to pull out machine guns.
2:01 - talk to friend A, who is at the Prop 8 protest, who tells us that they're not going to start marching anytime soon.
2:02 - realize that these are Free Tibet and Pro-China protestors.
2:03 - try pushing through them to cross the street.
2:04 - ask one of the numerous police officers - AAAaaah! We're back on the sidewalk! We're back on the sidewalk! Oy. Stand ON THE SIDEWALK while asking a police officer when we are going to be able to cross the street.
2:05 - learn that the protestors are waiting for the motorcades going to the G20 summit. learn that we cannot cross the street until the motorcade is over.
2:06 - decide to wait...
2:20 - have lost partial hearing in both ears from very talented protestor screaming "China Is A Liar!"
2:25 - police officer in front of us stiffens and looks concerned...hand goes to gun.
2:25.5 - i stiffen and look concerned...hand goes to the babe.
2:25.75 - realize that some of the Free Tibet protestors are getting into a scuffle with some of the Pro-China protestors.
2:26 - police car pulls up. tough guy police officer gets out. has a billy club. slaps it on his hand. moves into crowd and begins shoving people apart. babe and i try to make ourselves smaller.
2:27 - more police officers. much pushing. random folks trying to take pictures. officer shoves random woman. random woman calls officer a dickhead. the babe and smoosh closer together.
2:29 - calmer...
2:35 - hear police officer say that the street could be closed for another 30 or 45 minutes.
2:36 - curse. decide to try to get to the protest some other way.
2:37 - wander down some random streets. talk to a police officer. realize there's no way we're getting around this. talk to friend A again, who says they're marching now. decide to get on metro and try to meet them.
2:45 - rain.
2:46 - downpour.
2:47 - sideways rain.
2:50 - get into metro station. drenched. see would-be protestors folding up soaked signs and throwing them away because they couldn't cross Penn Ave to get there.
3:03 - come up escalator stairs at metro center. no rain. call friend A, who is no longer marching. ran away because of the rain. tells us to call another friend. doesn't answer phone.
3:05 - start walking in right (hopefully) direction.
3:08 - hear yelling. good sign.
3:09 - see lots of wet, bedraggled gay people. great sign.
3:11 - "What do we want? EQUALITY!! When do we want it? NOW"
3:15 - meet up with friends at the end spot. cheer. take pictures. sing the national anthem.
3:16 - rain. umbrellas up. cheer...
3:30 - leave the rally. have appointment at 4:00.
What a day - with about 20 minutes of it actually spent protesting Prop 8. After watching the san Diego videos, I wish we had been there with T.
My favorite sign said "When Can I Vote on Your Marriage?" I took a picture, but technical difficulties keep me from posting it.
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Totally rained on my parade
Posted by (In)Sanity Gal at Saturday, November 15, 2008
Labels: being a real american, GLBT, The Babe
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3 comments:
We were rained out here too. But good for you for going. You make Washington DC sound really exciting.
Ha! Well, I guess you can't say it's boring.
hahaha....Oooooh, DC. I just hate it when I get stuck at the wrong protest.
Good for you.
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