Americans rule! 💪🏻

The idiom “cash is king” means having ready cash on hand gives an advantage in negotiations. But it has taken on a whole new meaning under Trump’s craven regime. Anyone with enough cash and the right anti-American motivation has the advantage in accessing Trump’s presidential powers. For Trump, cash rules.

And for the Republican Party, apparently murder also rules. Zero Republican Congress members have condemned the successful and attempted politcally motivated assassinations in Minnesota. We can only assume they high-fived each other before spinning conspiracy theories to blame Democrats.

But those horrific murders, along with the Trump regime’s illegal occupation of California, only fueled turn-out to the No Kings Protests. There are vastly conflicting reports of total attendance. The official count is a record-breaking 5-6 million (2% of Americans), beating the previous record 4 million 2017 Women’s March.

Whatever the number, we ruled the day and are taking control of the narrative:

TRUMP IS NOT KING.

DOWNTOWN LOS ANGELES NO KINGS PROTESTS

In the days leading up to the protests, I pondered my wardrobe and my sign. I had already received my No Kings t-shirt in the mail. Of course, boots and lace were de rigueur.

My colleague had sent me the sign below, which I was going to print. LOL.

But the day before the protests, during my morning meditation, the message came to me. It was kind of a counter-message. FREE HUGS FOR MILITARY AND POLICE. So I created a sign.

And my little experiment paid off. As I walked through the massive crowds wearing my boots, lace, and NO KINGS t-shirt, carrying my sign, perspectives seemed to shift slightly. Some took photos of me with my sign. The military looked directly at my sign, then at me, seemingly perplexed. Several military said, “good morning!” Others politely said it was fine to take a selfie with them.

I asked one officer if they’re allowed FREE HUGS. He smiled and replied, “I wish!” then he complimented my hat. Many other protesters began to engage in polite conversation with the military. This granny almost cried tears of joy. It was good.

The Los Angeles protests were officially scheduled to begin at 10am and end at 2pm. I had arrived right at 10am and left about 1pm to meet a friend at a nearby DTLA restaurant. Yes, I needed a drink.

Shortly after 2pm, we could hear many loud sirens, which turned out to be in response to some residual agitators, after the official end to the protests.

Otherwise, the whole time this little granny was in this massive crowd I felt safe. It was peaceful. The protests was well organized. A parade route from City Hall to a few blocks away had been mapped. The music, chants, and dancing were fierce and joyful.

Thank you to all those who attended in person and in spirit.

Below are more of my photos.

This guy kept driving back and forth in a Cyber Truck flying huge Mexican and American flags. While stopped at the light, I videoed him and waved. He waved back. Awesome Musk trolling, dude!

Moments of love.

Surreal and poignant moments.

Of course, it wouldn’t be a protest without my street style pics!

LOVE YOU GUYS!

LOLO.