Two things I can say for certain about last Saturday's Women's March on Washington: Never have I been in a throng so large, and never have I been amidst so many diagrams and freehand renderings of and slang terminology for female genitalia. A friend of mine took her children to the march and later noted, a bit ruefully, that they came home with expanded vocabularies.
I feel certain that the new U.S. Petulant was much irritated by the global turnout, but I hold out no hope that the marches will influence his actions, because he could not care less anyone in any of the marches thinks or wants. But Congress cannot afford to be so arrogant and dismissive. Neither can state legislatures. In the long run, the importance of the Women's March may be less the stunning weight of the masses in the streets and more the emerging infrastructure for resistance that the marches helped initiate. Resistance to bad government is a long, tedious, discouraging, soul-sapping business, but if only a quarter of the marchers who made themselves heard in every state of the union dig in for that effort, that's hundreds of thousands of people bending the arc toward justice.