It was 8 pm, humid, and I used to be on my own, throughout the road from the place my children went to elementary faculty, banging a big steel spoon in opposition to a pot. I used to be alone, as a result of I had gotten the handle flawed for a pots-and-pans demonstration in opposition to Donald Trump’s army occupation of Washington, DC. What I missed was a cacophonous group protest, certainly one of many throughout components of the DMV (DC, Maryland, and Virginia). After dwelling in DC, I’m now a five-minute stroll throughout the border in Maryland. However my household works in DC, my neighbors (those that have not but been laid off) work in DC, and our lives are…
Friday, October 10
