I guess you could say that I’m now a protester. I completed the Women’s March London on the 21st January 2017.
Previously, I’ve been content to sit at home, on the tube or on my lunch break, and learn about women’s rights. How disadvantaged women are as a whole, as well as the separate struggles for the minorities within our number, like black or disabled or transgender women.
The things I read made me angry. Sad. Confused. Scared.
So I shared them around. A retweet, sending the link to friends. As we enter 2017, and a man who is very far from a feminist claims one of the most powerful titles in the world, that isn’t enough any more.