This is the capital, but don’t get it twisted. Washington DC doesn’t belong to the people who play king inside marble buildings. It belongs to the people who have to fight for rights in the city where rights are supposedly written. The Washington DC “No Kings No Masters” hoodie and crewneck sweatshirt is for the fighters inside the fight. The ones who live where power tries to pretend it's civilized. The ones who’ve seen how ugly it really gets.

This isn’t a costume. It’s not red, white, and blue obedience. It’s the D.C. flag, distressed and remixed, printed front and center with the words “No Kings No Masters” stamped beneath those red stars like a challenge. You wear this when the mayor won’t speak up. You wear this when Congress says shut up and wait. You wear this when the neighborhood is the only government that ever showed up.

This piece is for the teachers who fought for schools while billionaires argued on the news. For the trans kids building zines and mutual aid networks in the shadow of monuments. For every elder who has seen their neighborhood flipped, stripped, and sold but still shows up. For every Black organizer who built community while being erased from its story.

Midweight. Regular fit. The hoodie keeps heat locked in during bitter marches. The crewneck is your shield in meetings where people talk about you like you’re not there. Both carry the same message: no throne rules this block.

This isn’t about what D.C. represents on TV. This is about what it really is: a city with more barricades than grocery stores, more surveillance than protection, more lies than answers. But still, D.C. shows up. The people show up. The people make noise. The people resist.

There is no monarchy here. There are no masters here. Just communities full of courage. This sweatshirt says so.