I loved that protest and I loved the Pink Blocque, even though I'm not much of a dancer. I met up with them in DC during the women's march in whatever year that was. They pushed speakers around in granny carts & taught groups of people the dance they made to the Outcast's Hey Ya-so it was 2003.
We're all different, some people need to take to the streets and yell, some people need to be quiet. Honestly, it all works in some manner, for visibility, inspiration, camaraderie, mourning, fun, whatever. It works. A lot of times it doesn't feel like it works. But it does. We witness it.
I think about that scene from I Love Dick all the time! I'm due for a rewatch.
It has lived rent free in my head for years
I loved that protest and I loved the Pink Blocque, even though I'm not much of a dancer. I met up with them in DC during the women's march in whatever year that was. They pushed speakers around in granny carts & taught groups of people the dance they made to the Outcast's Hey Ya-so it was 2003.
We're all different, some people need to take to the streets and yell, some people need to be quiet. Honestly, it all works in some manner, for visibility, inspiration, camaraderie, mourning, fun, whatever. It works. A lot of times it doesn't feel like it works. But it does. We witness it.
The witnessing is the point. xoxo
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