Okay then. I finished the hat around 2 am. Slept later than I had planned on Saturday so I didn't get to the rally until 1 pm, which was the time that the march was supposed to start. But the speakers continued for another 90 minutes. Then we marched to the White House. It wasn't a huge crowd, but I think it was big enough. The atmosphere was good. I was very glad that I was there.

I took a selfie at the rally, with the Lincoln Memorial in the background, and posted it on Facebook. This evening I was talking to a friend about the march. He told me that he had been talking to another friend, a middle-aged man, who had seen my photo and commented that the my hat was not flattering. I told him that I don't give a f*ck. I mean seriously. Talk about missing the point.

At the rally a man was standing next to a tree holding a large poster with this quote from a Maya Angelou poem:

I, the Rock, I the River, I the Tree
I am yours -- your Passages have been paid.

Lift up your faces, you have a piercing need
For this bright morning dawning for you.

History, despite its wrenching pain,
Cannot be unlived, but if faced
With courage, need not be lived again.

Lift up your eyes upon
This day breaking for you.

Give birth again to the Dream.

Do not be wedded forever
To fear, yoked eternally
To brutishness