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What the Women’s March on Washington Means to a White Chick

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” A house divided against itself cannot stand.” ~Abraham Lincoln~

I’m as white as they come. I’m a woman. I will never be and have never been anything other than I am. I will never know what it’s like to be Black, Arab, Muslim, Jewish, financially affluent or well-connected, and the folks who identify as all of those things and many more will never know what it’s like to identify as me.

Farah Stockman’s article on the front page of the New York Times brings up a lot of really great questions about race, class, privilege and other social issues. I suggest you read it.

The Women’s March on Washington is an opportunity to come together as a community to protest the ass-hat who was elected (and yes, by a number of ‘white women’) as the next President of the United States. I believe that everyone who voted for Ms. Clinton should be in the streets to protest the twisted fuck up that is known as the Electoral College. I believe in the power of numbers and the power of kindness.

To the groups who have made the March a divisive issue, thank you for falling into the eons old trap of dividing women to diminish our power. It happens in families, in the workplace, and now, under the spotlight of a grand social scale.

For once in our history of gender, let us come together without any other motive than to access the full potential of our political clout; the marginalized power of the sacred feminine.

What spiritual, political and ethical living come down to for me is; how would you treat me if I needed your help on the street?  I like to think that we would all, when we’re eye to eye, regardless of race, creed, class, gender or anything else, reach out and help. If you don’t feel the same way because I am white ( thanks for assuming), perhaps your place is not at an inclusive March?

You’re preaching to the converted. We’re there because we support equality, and we’re not afraid to learn more.

Bring your signs. Show the world what you stand for; is it gender equality, racial equality, equal pay…??? Bring it and come in droves. But don’t hate the next person for being different, appreciate them because they are there, standing side by side with you, supporting you even though they carry a different message. What matters is the message of unity against evil.

I will stand happily with my white friends, my black friends, my Muslim and Buddhist friends; male, female, trans and anyone else who simply wants to make the world a more loving place to live. I don’t care how you identify, as long as it’s from a place of inclusiveness and love.

This is what the Women’s March means to me.

 

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Tugging at Political Shirt-Tails

“Feminism is the radical notion that women are people.” ~Cheris Kramarae and Paula Treichler~

Hey you! You. Yes, you out there. I see you reading this you sexy reader you. You’re so deliciously gorgeous when you read. What’s that? Speak up, I can’t hear you…..

I bet you don’t get told very often that you should talk more. I bet on average you’re made to feel like you need to keep your mouth shut more than you’re made to feel like you need to speak up and have your opinion heard.

Last night, as I watched and listened to Nancy Keenan a glittering Michelle Obama give their speeches at the American Democratic National Convention, I was proud to be a woman, and a bit ashamed too. After all, have we made that much progress in the past 50 years?

As all of this really big stuff swirled around my pretty girl brain, I was reminded of our own little election going on right her in Canada. My politically minded cousin was posting madly to keep me abreast of Canadian issues. Gun shots rang out just after Michelle Obama’s speech, as the newly elected Partis Quebecois leader Pauline Marois was about to give her victory speech.

According to an early Globe and Mail article, the french-speaking suspect was wearing,”glasses, a black shirt and shorts, a black balaclava and a blue bathrobe.” What on earth?! In the article the suspect was quoted as saying, “Les anglais se réveillent”. I thought it meant, “The English are dreaming”, but it means, “The English are waking up.” This just goes to show you what ten years of publicly funded advanced french class will get you twenty years later.

Today, Toronto Star Columnist Chantal Hebert sums up the election results with nary a whisper of the events that caused a provincial leader to be swept off the stage in what is assumed to be an assassination attempt. Very Canadian, very Canadian indeed. CNN covered it on their news ticker last night. Go figure.

As Canadians, we tend to be apathetic. Check that. We are completely apathetic when it comes to politics. I overhear people in the cafe wondering aloud why our politicians lack leadership. It’s because we don’t demand it. We are very, laissez faire indeed.

Last night as I watched a parade of women grace the stage and enchant the audience at the U.S. Democratic National Convention, I hoped that it not only inspired American women to vote, but every woman.

We make up more than fifty percent of the population, and our voice, when united, can create a pretty powerful roar. Women in Canada and the United States of American may still suffer from wage discrimination and unfair health care policies, but we are far better off than many other nations. If we stop voting, stop pushing for what we know is right and good and just, then who has the strength to lead?

Do the world a favour. Read the news. Do the world a bigger favour and question the news. Educate yourself, your friends, your daughters and never, ever let anyone make you feel like you should be quiet.