Why Anti-Lockdown Marches are a Good — No, *Great* Thing

The worldwide freedom rally events of yesterday, March 20, sparked enthusiasm and reignited the flame of freedom in participants and viewers around the world. I was one of them, and I felt a great deal of optimism just from watching, a feeling that carried over into the next morning.

Today is March 21, the official first day of spring, and the first time it’s ever actually looked like the first day of spring here in Michigan that I can remember. Usually it’s still dreary, gray and snowy, even into April. Today, the sun is shining and the birds are singing, and I am writing (a good thing; but I’ll be out for a bike ride later too).

I journaled and meditated a bit about the marches yesterday, and am going to share some of it here.

First of all, I think it’s important that we try to enjoy something if we can. If something is nice to you, then let it be nice. Other people’s opinions really don’t have to matter, unless you let them.

I know a lot of “awake” people poo-poo on protests, which is, ironically, a form of protest itself. And yes, maybe in some ways it’s not really accomplishing anything. Maybe it’s just another level of a sheeple movement. Maybe it’s slaves begging their masters for freedom, something which you truly comes only from within. Maybe it’s cointelpro. Maybe it’s energy harvesting. Maybe it’s a setup for a ‘third wave’ and more restrictions.

Or maybe it’s whatever you make it.

Here’s what I saw:

The human spirit.

People are showing they are not going to roll over and take the abuse.

This is the civilian army marching.

And here’s why it’s a great thing:

If you look back at the 20th century and the various communist empire regimes that took over governments and subsequently genocided their populations, what is one thing that didn’t happen first? What did the Jews, Cossacks, Cambodians, etc. not do?

They did not protest. At least, not in a meaningful, mass organized way.

By “organized”, I mean, 200,000 connected people getting together in one city, on one day to make a visual and visceral statement to the world.

Multiplied by cities around the world:


The energy is palpable.

This is far more impactful than, say, 200,000 signatures on a petition.

It’s a tidal wave.

And it gives you an idea of how many people are actually on your side, something that may not be so apparent in normal daily life when people are isolated in so many ways — even moreso since the start of the lockdowns in 2020.

The police were outnumbered by far, and though they picked off a few of the weaker ones on the side, as wolves do — it got to a point that all they could do was stand back and watch, like it was a parade.

I don’t think it’s even fitting to call it a ‘protest’. Most people were not carrying signs or chanting. Many of them were cheering, almost like a sporting event. But most of them were simply walking, a display of solidarity. The citizen army marching.

It gives me great hope.

There was great energy there.

I imagined what it would have been like to be there — I would have had fun with it. I always felt like the best thing about protests is to meet likeminded people. Of course, there wasn’t one in my city…

I am so curious about these people. Most of them are good-looking, fit and healthy. I wonder what they are doing on all the other days that they’re not out marching, because that’s also important. Are they pushing themselves to find that freedom within on every other day? Maybe they are… there’s so much going on in this world, and it’s exciting.

On this day, the people were in charge.

The power of the people.

When tyrants tremble sick with fear
And hear their death knell ringing
When friends rejoice both far and near
How can I keep from singing?

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