Carrying forward UC Berkeley’s activist DNA
The streets were thick with people. My feet were moving with the tide of strangers, each step pulsing with a mix of urgency and electricity. The June sun burned against my shoulders, and sweat stuck my protest sign to my side, emitting the faint tang of marker ink. I was standing in the heart of San Francisco, wrapped in a crowd of tens of thousands, shouting together, “No kings, no crowns, we will not bow down!”
