The March: It wasn't an anger-fest or a celebrity-led event. Maybe 0.5% of us could even hear the speakers (we weren't in that percentage). It wasn't a scattergories mess of unrelated topics. Black Lives Matter was there, but it fit organically. It wasn't a pushback against government workers or cops. I saw no law enforcement until the end, and there are photos of cops posing in pink hats.
Instead, it was the kindest, friendliest, most positive protest I've ever attended in the 48 years since I went to my first Mobe event. It was the physical manifestation of love of country.