Saturday, January 28, 2017

Day 91

     First and foremost, I marched for her.

My "life changer"

     Something about having a daughter changed things for me. I consider myself a feminist, but for a long time I allowed myself to fall into the societal "norms". I didn't speak up enough against misogynistic comments. I didn't challenge the barriers that were put in my way throughout schooling- off handed comments that demeaned my intellect and questioned my achievements. I accepted that this is how things were and that I would have been labeled a bitch if I complained.

     Now that I am raising a daughter, I think about the things I put up with and I could never forgive myself if I didn't fight for her.

     Donald Trump terrifies me. I look at him and hear the teacher who told me I would never be successful in math, despite my outstanding grades. I see the men- yes MEN- who groped me in bars and said it was ok because they were older and married. I see the car salesman who would only shake hands with and address my husband. The man who pulled up alongside of me during a run and told me "nice view". This isn't ok. It wasn't ok then, and i sure as hell don't want it for my daughter.

     The treatment of the women in his life concerns me. The audio tapes concern me. The lawsuits concern me. The complete disconnect from the experience of the average American woman concerns me. Yet our country has said, "it's ok, just give him a chance". Honestly, what does he have to do for people to say, you know what, maybe this isn't acceptable. If our society says it's fine for our leader to be so blatantly offensive and out of touch with 51% of our country, than what does that say about our culture? Our leader sets the tone for our government and thus our nation. This is the man who now represents our country? The face of America?

I cannot, in good conscious, condone him, and so I protest.

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