Why I walk
Nicole Witover, VP, Account Director, McCann XBC:
When my friend from San Francisco called me the week after the election and invited me to join her in DC, I didn’t think twice. Leading up to the election, we had been trading texts and calls after every debate, news story, tweet….each one more incredulous than the last. I decided to join her because I was so disturbed that all the terrible things he had said made no difference to his supporters.
As the time for the march drew closer, my excitement grew. I had no idea what to expect.
When I arrived in DC, what I saw made me proud. Proud to be an American, to be a woman, to be Jewish, to be part of a community of like-minded human beings who were banding together to take a stance for what they know to be right.
Every individual who attended had a personal reason to be there, but together we all had one common goal.
My reasons are summed up by these signs:
Importance of Education
And the feeling I had while marching is summed up by this sign:
Bridget Pierce, Sr. Producer, McCann NY:
I was trying to formulate what I wanted to say while I was on the bus ride home with 30 new best friends from all over the ad industry; men and women that took time from their crazy lives to stand up for what they think is right.
I’d never been to a protest before. The potential for violence and crowds was always too anxiety inducing, and I figured that other people have got this, I can sit it out. However, during the lead up to this election, with the things that were said about and done to women and the constant interrupting of a candidate while she’s speaking lit a fire in the pit of my belly. It was so overt. So on display. So bald faced. That I could no longer just sit back and ignore the tone this country takes with Women. I had to put my body where my mouth was for once.
I understand that I come from a place of privilege. I have it much, much better than many women in this country and around the world. This is the exact reason why I march. I march because I am able bodied and I can walk, and scream and take an afternoon off from work. Some women do not have the luxury of these simple things that are a part of my life.
I was so moved by the diversity of women and men there. From newborn to elderly, people at their first march and people at their 100th. Persons with disabilities that must be horrified about the ablest tone in this administration. Every race and religion/non religion, people from every walk of life. Standing in that crushing group of humanity was comforting. It was comforting to see a group of people gathered that look more like the United States I know and I see everyday compared to the Cabinet that is being placed into position as I write this. The people at the march were concerned about things that ALL Americans should be concerned with. Healthcare, Education, the Environment, Racism, Sexism, LGBTQI issues, Rape Culture, Immigration, Equality, Income, Peace, Prison Reform and Separation of Church and State shouldn’t be things that divide us. They should be the things that bring us together for the good of ALL our citizens and those that seek refuge in our country.
In the end, getting to the streets and seeing the faces of the movement and hearing the speakers was the most uplifting things to come of this for me.
To see the mass of people. It’s time to put my body where my outrage is, and get off the internet.
Allison Werhley, Director of Strategy, McCann XBC:
This past weekend, I marched in the delirium that was Washington D.C.
I marched to hold our leaders accountable for their decisions. And to show our leaders that we’re accountable. That we will fight.
I marched as a first step forward, a single leg in this marathon. I marched because #BlackLivesMatter for #PrisonReform because I #StandWithPlannedParenthood for #humanrights #reproductiverights #freepress and in support of #ClimateMarch.
I marched for my sisters, for my Republican family, for my niece, my brother and for my future children.
I marched because I am privileged and because although I’ve faced persecution as I established my female identity simply moving through this world, I haven’t had to bear that torch, to struggle as females in other racial groups have had to for centuries.
Most importantly, going forward: For every congress person I call, for every organization or newspaper I support, I intend to reach out to a family member or neighbor or acquaintance who voted for this administration. I will ask them what matters most to them. I will ask them what their concerns are. I will share my own feelings and thoughts and pain.
In the encouraging words of a close friend, "We do not need to agree. We don’t even need to agree to disagree. We just need to listen at this moment and demonstrate that we are caring neighbors so that untruths of any kind are overpowered by truth disarmed. Consider this a hear-in or a sit-in of the heart. We need to sit in the hearts and the minds of those who would throw out any thoughts and feelings different from their own.”
Listen. Cultivate the love you fight to preserve. Hold our leaders and ourselves accountable.
Erica Yahr, EVP, Exec Strategy Director, McCann Humancare
I do not want to live in a world where any person is treated as less deserving of human rights.
#3GensOfNasty marched in support of equality for all.
Ashley Glass, Sr. Copywriter, McCann
I went to the historic and life-changing Women's March in Washington D.C. on Saturday, January 21st, for the two following reasons:
1. To get NASTY.
2. To promote a mission I'm working on with my partner Katie Henry called The When Project. We're informing the world that a female U.S. President is not a matter of "if" but "when." And inspiring girls across America to believe it will be them. Please check us out on IG @thewhenproject, FB "thewhenproject" and thewhenproject.com.
The result: Hundreds of flyers passed out, a sign held high, 4 hours of straight goosebumps, an overflow of lady power running through my veins, immense pride to be living on this earth as a woman, hope for my country and a reaffirmed life devotion to protecting women's rights.
But enough of that talk. Let's march.
Katie Henry, Photographer