and the call isn't out there at all, it's inside me

At the women's march held in Salt Lake City last Monday I saw so many signs that made me laugh ruefully, shake my head in agreement, and cry in sympathetic frustration.  But the one that has stuck with me is the one that said: 

"I am no longer accepting the things I cannot change.  I am changing the things I cannot accept."  

So what can we do?  I'm talking beyond contributing to worthy organizations and calling our reps.  I called my elected officials three times last week; I'll keep doing it, but I'm sure I'm working my way up their "crazies we do not listen to" list.  What do we do?  

I have a bad feeling about this

I am thoroughly disgusted with two of the major institutions in my life and have had my distrust of all humanity confirmed.  The silver lining to watching the unravelling of dignity and decency and democracy is that I have read a lot of Kurt Vonnegut, so I will be unsurprised by any of it.