#williamston

[unteriors]

N Elm Street, Williamston, North Carolina.

[brokenmusicboxwolfe]

Okay, I promised my No Kings photos.

The first two are the shirt I wore. It did actually look better in person. It was the best I could manage with my distracted brain, these markers, and my crappy work space. People said they liked it, so I guess it’s okay.

The bottom pic shows the bandana and pin they gave us.

The pics between are the ones that matter. People and their signs out doing their civic duty and speaking up. Remember, this is Trump country and yet 60 people turned up. Judging by the positive response we got from passers by, I think it was worth it the sore ankle!

[the-great-pretender02]

Brain rot for the Bill and John ship at the moment 🧡

[libraryofva]

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[osweetspoontaneous]

i forgot to pay my car loan 

and my car got repo’d 

and my friend me drove to fraser to get my license plate and belongings back (and im v upset im short one flower and one air freshener)

but my car wasnt there

and so my other friend drove me to grand rapids where my car was 

and im happy to have my car back

[unteriors]

Kirsch Drive, Williamston, South Carolina.

[unteriors]

Kirsch Drive, Williamston, South Carolina.

[brokenmusicboxwolfe]

I’m back from the No Kings event. **Pics will follow later, but right now I’m trapped by a couple cats and can’t reach the computer.

Short version? It went wonderfully!!! They said 60 people showed up in little ol’ Williamston. Lots of people blew their horns, waved, or shouted out encouragement.

Now it was exhausting. There was a requirement from the town that we keep moving and that we keep “covid distancing” so we couldn’t be accused of blocking the sidewalk. Luckily there were benches frequently so those with physical difficulties could sit instead. Since the crowd skewed old (some in their 90s!) they were needed, but I also think it helped to have folks sitting there along the street with their signs since the rest of us were spread out widely.

We were supposed to wear yellow, but I hoped the yellow on my shirt would do. I was the only one in a t-shirt with text, but people said they liked it so I didn’t feel too odd one out. Someone had brought yellow bandanas printed with “No Kings” and buttons to wear, so we all were easily identifiable as part of the protest whether they had signs or not. (Cool! Swag!!)

I actually arrived first, before even the organizer got there, so I was on my feet a long time. Two hours walking up and down the street waving an American flag someone else gave me (Cool! More swag!!) did a number on my poor ankle. I didn’t have the padding done up quite right, but worse, I walked too fast. I tried to go slow. Honest! but it isn’t my nature. I kept passing people and trotting right along. My instincts are to go fast, AND not to stop until a task is done….so Owwwww! My poor ankle!!

My biggest mistake was not wearing a hat. I wear a hat walking in the woods or mowing the lawn, so I damn well should have known better. My face is sunburned. My arms were spared because I wore long sleeves under my t-shirt because it was still in the 40s when I got up. Unfortunately the day warmed up a LOT, and we were walking after all, so I melted by the end. But hot is one thing, burned is another.

Despite the fact that most the people taking part were from outside the county, and very white, and older than even me, it still felt like the event made the point that the local population isn’t MAGA monolithic. The idea was to reach out, let people know they aren’t alone. All those waves, all those honking horns, all those thumbs up, all those rolled down windows to shout support….THEY were the ones this was for. They were the ones giving me hope.

I say it was to tell people they aren’t alone. I was one of those people. I am NOT alone. Not even here in rural Martin County, North Carolina. Just because they are quieter than the Trump flag flying neighbors, that doesn’t mean they aren’t there.

Anyway, I’ll post pics tonight. They are poor quality because I couldn’t see the screen on my camera because of the glare (and frankly, I suck at people pictures) but I’ll share some anyway.

**Okay, it ended 3 hrs ago. I had errands to run, stuff to do, and a call from my brother to deal with. But I a, FINALLY stopping .