I didn’t want to go to Washington. I don’t believe any of us did. Getting on a bus at 1:30 in the morning for the five-hour pussy pilgrimage to DC to march in unity against assaults on [insert female and/or marginalized community of your choice]’s civil liberties, freedom, and safety back, say 30-50-100+ years, give or take, was not on the top ten list of anyone: white, black, brown, rich, poor, educated, old, young,