January 21, 2016

A DAY AT THE WOMEN’S MARCH IN LA16143849_10208607623493357_2778870807055710927_o

By Arturo P. Garcia

All the roads led to Pershing Square.

As early as 8:00 AM groups of women walked to the bus stop at the corner of Temple and Rampant Streets in Historic Filipinotown. They brought with them their placards, doing selfies and taking pictures of their group along the way.

At the bus stop, around 8; 30 AM, I set foot on Bus 10 and saw half of the bus filled with people going to the rally. They were in pairs, in groups, individuals or with the family with their own placards.

The bus was detoured at Grand street as the drivers announced,” Hill street was closed, so you can get out at 5th and Grand.” He stopped the people who were trying to get out of the bus at Grand and Temple.

As the bus goes on, hundreds of people were walking on both sides of Grand Street, the finance capital of Los Angeles heading towards Pershing Square.

16112760_10154962427119806_9215199419489454493_oAs we alight at 5th and Grand, Grand street was about to be closed as the barriers goes up. The multitudes of people were gathering around Pershing Square along Broadway, 5th, 4th, 3rd, Olive, and Hill Streets. Pershing Square is now filled to the brims and the people are overflowing at these streets.

I had to worm my way literally to Hill Street where the head of the march was. I have to use my PRESS card to let people get out of my way and reach the head of the march that was forming up. The marshals were respectfully to let me in the cordon of security once I waived my press card.

Both sides of Hill Street were overflowing with people. But we have to wave off the steady stream of people who wanted to join the march. Despite our best effort telling them to go around and not to meet the head of the march, they kept on coming.

It was only when we form a phalanx of security and will not let people in when they stopped trying to get into the head of the march. At the head of the march was a platoon of women motorcyclist and the big banner: WOMEN’S MARCH LOS ANGELES.

I asked the organizer what’s keeping the March start. She replied,” We are waiting for the VIP’s and we will go”. Every time the motorcyclist revved up their engines r, the crowd goes into ecstatic cheers. But those were only false alarms. The march has not started yet.

As exactly 10:30 AM, the motorcycles revved up and the march started, around an hour and a half late. But people were happy and chanted; HEY, HEY, HO, HO, DONALD TRUMP HAS TO GO!

It was not only a sea of people but also a sea of signs, banner, flags, multi-colored balloons and all kinds of messages. The most common picture was an angry Vagina, Trump in orange hair, clenched fists, of all colors and dimensions.16142375_10155563196822908_2813492193303340328_n

People never tired of chanting and the crowds on both sides of the sidewalks and inside the march kept on their replies. It was like the Immigrant Rights March in 2006 that drew more than 2 million people in Los Angeles.

The March organizers said that the police estimated the crown at 500,000 people. But it was not only in LA that the women’s march occurred. In more than 650 cities all over America, they all marched against Trump.

One chant stand out during the march; SAY IT LOUD, SAY IT CLEAR, IMMIGRANTS ARE WELCOMED HERE! This was really Los Angeles.

As I made my way to the subway and took the North Hollywood train, the train was also filled to the brims. The train did not pick up any passengers from the 7th and Metro until Wilshire because it was filled with people.

Luckily, a lot of passengers alighted at Beverly Station where I got off.

Well. That was my day at the Women’ March In LA. And I loved it!


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