Well, it has come to this:
I am going to the Women’s March in Dallas.
I’m not going in my professional capacity as an historian; I’m going to march.
If you know me – and a lot of our readers do know me in real life, face to face, while the rest of our regular readers have surely come to know my principles and values well enough through my writing – you know there’s pretty much nothing about me that says, “political protester” or “feminist activist.” Hell, I’m not sure there’s anything about me that says “feminist” with any consistency.
No matter. I’m marching.
And I’m not alone.
You’re not alone.
We’re not alone.
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