April 26, 2004
I'm a bad feminist
I had to work on Sunday and couldn't make the big superduperhuge march. AG did, and he'll give you the details on his experience in a post later today. Nevertheless, I did walk around my neighborhood after the rally, which was filled with poster-wielding pro-choicers enjoying the nice weather and the variety of mid-priced food options. Some choice overheard quotes.
Woman talking on cell phone: "It was the biggest rally in the history of the world, ever."
Lanky twentysomething guy festooned with stickers: "Now they're calling drug addiction a mental illness because, you know, society disapproves of being addicted to drugs."
Well, if you get a million people together on the same patch of grass, at least some of them will be nuts.
Some other observations:
1. The women who brought along boyfriends/husbands seemed far more affectionate with them then your average Sunday afternoon pedestrian couple. Guys, if you wanna get some, drop the machismo and get down with NARAL.
2. These rallies are big moneymakers. I can't tell you how many people had those "Keep Abortion Legal" blue circular signs in one hand and a Kramerbooks bag in the other. WMATA says metro patronage was more than double the usual for a Sunday, and I'd bet local merchants would say the same.
3. I wasn't around for it, and I'd hate to imagine what the aftermath of the big Promise Keepers rally looked like. Eeh, I bet they stayed in Virginia anyway.
Posted by rj3 at April 26, 2004 12:57 PM
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I made it out and will say three words:
Sea. Of. Pink.
Posted by: chris at April 26, 2004 2:44 PM
Ooh, I worked at a restaurant in Woodley during Promise Keepers, and a bunch of them stayed in the hotel across the way. It was horrible. A lot of them had never actually been in a restaurant before, as shown in this conversation:
Me: Blah blah blah any questions?
PK: Yes. What kind of fish do you all use in your mesquite sirloin?
Me: What? The mesquite sirloin steak?
PK: Yeah. What kind of fish is that?
Me: Uh...it's from a cow. You know, beef.
PK: I'll take one. VERY well done.
(later, at the same table)
Me: Here you go (sets down wine)
PK: What is that?
Me: The Chardonnay you just ordered?
PK: I wanted a red Chardonnay.
Me:L Please, please tell me that you don't have children.
Posted by: Cara at April 27, 2004 11:19 AM
My "Texas Southern Baptist For Choice!" sign got me lots of photo requests and was especially fun to shake at the non-Catholic fundies along the path (the ones shaking Bibles at us and telling us we were going to Hell as opposed to the ones mournfully fingering their rosaries and telling us we were going to Hell)
Posted by: Amanda at April 27, 2004 11:36 PM