Let's Get Out And Make Some Noise!
Lace up your sneakers, Wonkers! Time to hit the streets. MoveOn, the ACLU, MomsRising and all your favorite dirty leftists are getting together for a yuuuuuuuuge march to show that WE ARE A NATION OF DECENT FUCKING HUMAN BEINGS WHO DON'T KIDNAP BABIES. And your Wonkette will be there!
Families Belong Together—Attend a June 30 Event!
More specifically, I, your Five Dollar Feminist, will be there in DC wearing my fancy Wonkette "Hell No!" hat (and I'll have some for you too!) and shouting my lungs out. My great-grandfather didn't hide in the outhouse from Cossacks and eat sardines for weeks in steerage so I could watch my country snatch babies and throw them in a cage! We are a nation of immigrants. Their story is our story.
And what the fuck is this nativist shit?
Infest? INFEST! BE BEST!!!
Gosh, where have we seen this before? When in history have we seen leaders describing whole ethnic groups as vermin?
OH, RIGHT. LOL, remember when the Republicans were so sad that mean Democrats called them Nazis?
Look, we know everything is horrible all the time. But there is something you can do! Join your Wonkfamily in DC June 30. We'll let you know what specific corner we'll meet on, closer to the date.
Or sign up at MoveOn.org for a rally where you are. Because the majority of Americans are appalled by this baby-stealing horror show.
The vast majority of us favor granting citizenship to DACA kids, not holding them hostage for a pointless pile of bricks that we were promised Mexico was going to pay for.
We just need to hold hands and keep marching. First the Women's March, then the March for Our Lives, and now the Families Belong Together March. THIS MATTERS.
So, we love you, Wonkers. I love you. And I'll see you in 11 days.
Now you may do whatever it is you do in this, your OPEN THREAD.
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Liz Dye lives in Baltimore with her wonderful husband and a houseful of teenagers. When she isn't being mad about a thing on the internet, she's hiding in plain sight in the carpool line. She's the one wearing yoga pants glaring at her phone.