No words are left to speak
Of the tyrranies of men
But oh how they yell them
In the face of all things feminine.

     By Inaguration day, there weren't too many things left to say-or-do-to stop the world from standing on its head. Counts had been recounted, marches prepared and still, what had begun as an apparent joke, was inescapably the doom of the century. The focus shifted slightly from prevention to damage control. Social media became a platform to voice concerns, keep tabs on events and allow even the least-political to feel as though they were slightly contributing.

     Word spread of a protest designed for women, by women. Pink hats with ears began popping up, preparations were made and the beginning of the revolution had started before the d...

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