I get great insights to what the Left is up to thanks to my Seattle friends on Facebook. This week, all of my female friends and some of their feminist male counterparts are busy knitting pink p*ssy cat hats and swapping notes about where they’ll meet up to catch their Women’s March bus. They’ll march down the streets of Seattle/Olympia/Tacoma on January 21th. Washington DC is too far away-but boy they wish they could be there.
What are they protesting, really? The fear of losing Planned Parenthood funding I guess is one thing. However, knowing their past comments about the election, this pouty behavior is because their candidate of choice lost. Their girl, Hillary, didn’t win the Presidency. That glass ceiling didn’t shatter. The rest of the country chose differently and it’s completely unacceptable to them.
Meanwhile, my daily newsfeed tells me what awful people Trump voters are and that Trump is essentially General Zod. It varies day to day but as the inauguration gets closer “the jazz hands crazies” start again from people I know and from people that I admire. Which brings me to Mary Englebreit-beloved kids book illustrator and licensing artist extraordinaire. Her art is on everything and everywhere. No doubt you probably have a design or two of hers in your house right now. Three years ago, she created several posters about Ferguson, Missouri and she wasn’t in support of the police. Her cute, sweet, whimsical style…
…is bitter and angry too.
My march on Washington was my vote on November 8 for Donald J. Trump. Now, this daughter-in-law of a retired police officer and a non-Hillary voter, will march by the next Mary Englebreit product I see on a store shelf somewhere. I don’t understand how such a talented and business savvy woman can write off half of her consumer base-but she can.
It’s about choice.