Women’s March Minnesota, 2017

I took today off of work, and went to the Minnesota branch of the Women’s March. Many pics follow.

My trip to the Capitol Building began when my daughter called. Her bus was late for her circus classes, and could I help. I said I would swing by and pick her up, take her to her transfer spot. When I collected K she explained that two buses had gone past saying “drop-off only” and had not stopped. They had been FULL of pink-hatted protesters. As we drove to her second bus stop, every stop I passed had a crowd of people waiting to go downtown.

I ended up driving K all the way to circus. Public transit was just borked. Every Green Line train station I passed had hundreds of people waiting. Hundreds. All the bus stops were crowded. Everywhere in St. Paul, everywhere, there were groups of people with signs, wearing pink hats.

I did drive back to the Green Line station I meant to depart from.


(Photo of a train platform packed with people.)

I ended up taking a westbound train four stops further away and getting BACK on the train eastbound in order to squeeze in standing-room only. I was touching people kneecap to groin to shoulder. We were all apologizing to each other.


(Photo of me, holding a sign reading “A Woman’s Place Is In the Revolution,” while wearing a rainbow-flag cape.)

One woman and I commiserated on how we had to get out our old protest pins, which we’d thought we were done with. A young man in a Tom Baker scarf and I talked favorite Doctors. The last three stops before the capitol, no-one could get on any more.

We piled out at the capitol stop. Hundreds. Thousands. We trickled in towards the capitol grounds.


(Photo of the varied crowd, many in pink hats.)

The official march from St. Paul University was coming the other direction.


(Photo of the crowd stretching back into the blurry distance.)

The organizers kept exhorting everyone to bunch up more, as people were still trying to get onto the grounds from the march.


(Photo of the crowd with the Minnesota State Office Building in the background.)

I couldn’t hear the official proceedings very well. There was some music, and some speeches. I DID hear Illhan Omar speak, and she was fantastic. Mostly I wandered around and took pictures of people. I did receive permission for the following photos. All the photos of kids have permissions from the parent and the child.


(Photo of a young adult holding a yellow sign reading, “Dude, We All Think You’re Gross”.)


(Photo of a half-covered protest sign showing Princess Leia, with the text “A Woman’s Place Is In the Resistance.”)


(Photo of a woman with a sign saying “I am no longer accepting things I cannot change, I am changing things I cannot accept. Angela Davis.”


(I just wanted a pic of the dog.)


(Photo of two protesters, one carrying a sign that reads “Pussy Grabs Back”.)


(Photo of protesters walking by, one is carrying a sign reading “This is my body.”)


(Photo of a young child dressed as a tiger. She is holding a sign that says “Be Nice.”)

I asked the child if I could take her photo, and she said “of COURSE” as if that was OBVIOUS I mean, really, she’s UP on this WALL with a SIGN while dressed as a TIGER of COURSE I can take her photo I mean SHEESH. Her mother mouthed “thank you for asking” at me, and we gave each other a thumbs-up of parental solidarity.


(Photo of two protesters, one of whom is carrying a sign that says “Pence Sucks Too.”)


(Photo of two protesters, one of whom is carrying a Maltese dog.)

I wanted a photo of the dog, again.


(Photo of an older man and woman, one of whom is carrying a sign reading “Here for the Grandkids.”)

We chatted briefly. I said my mom was in Washington, they said their daughter was there.


(Photo of a woman holding a sign that says “Protests Are Patriotic.”)


(Photo of a woman holding a sign with over twenty different renditions of the We Can Do It art from WWII.)


(Photo of a statue of former Minnesota Governor Floyd Olsen, wearing a pink pussyhat.)

This is Floyd Olsen, the first Minnesota governor from the Farm-Labor party. He served from 1931-1936, and is considered one of Minnesota’s greatest leaders. He would most DEFINITELY be wearing a pussyhat.


(Photo of a young woman wearing a T-shirt that says “He’s Not My President” and holding a sign that says “I could be sleeping but you forced me to protest.”


(Photo of a woman laughing and holding a sign reading “I can’t believe we still have to protest this stuff!!”)


(Photo of a small child playing in a puddle as protesters walk around.)

There are so many families in these images. So many children. So many men. I saw a number of people of color. A group of Native Americans were smudging the march as they went. One of the speakers was a Latino immigration rights organizer. The Socialist party was out, tabling.

Young and old, all races, sexes, genders, and faiths.

Over 60,000 strong.

We shall overcome.



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