Its been about one year since the obnoxious “women’s march” in protest to the US election. Placing Donald Trump and Mike Pence in the White House. I wrote the above statement in response to the march. I had planned to write much more but couldn’t find the time and couldn’t keep up with the putrid antics coming from the marchers and feminists. The infected scenes and rancid shouts were polluting the atmosphere. I’ve never seen something so awful and illogical in my life. I’m sure I’m not alone. As someone that was indoctrinated with feminism as early as high school and actively signed up for Women’s Studies classes in college, I was so confused with this new inverted feminism. Early on, I learned about the “Remember the Ladies letter” of 1776, the Seneca Falls Convention of 1848, the Suffragists of the early 1900s. I was such a fan of the Suffragists that I had pictures of them in my MySpace photo album. Not to sound arrogant but sure I learned about Margaret Sanger as the blameless[false] woman wanting to assist women in the slums of New York, about the glass ceiling and sexual objectification. The biggest take away from all those women’s studies classes for me was the issue of sexual objectification. It was our greatest offense, the strongest tool of our foe, Patriarchy. It was always made clear that men were not the enemy but the pesky patriarchy that flowed over them and through them was the enemy. You could say I had learned a diet version of feminism. For a time I considered myself Pro-Woman, whatever that means.
Fast forward 14 years and Google search women’s march 2017. You’ll see a sea of pepto bismol pink (how stereotypical); vagina gear (the epitome of sexual objectification, the very definition); the biggest march of mixed messages in the history of marches and mixed messages. In an attempt to honor one of their gods, Inclusivity, they completely made no actual case. There were signs and representatives for every victim group imaginable. Women were there shouting for what exactly? Rights.
Its now 2018 and I’m still confused as to what Rights we as women in the US are missing. The only one I hear loud and clear is abortion on demand and free? Or how about free tampons and pads? I hear that one too.
I guess the women sending tampons and pads to Mike Pence has really made an impact. Or the free-bleeding movement. Or the trans people free-bleeding movement? As you can tell, I’m still very confused of women are fighting for these days.
Actually, we have made some cis-male type of long strides in the area of sexual harassment. Yes, affluent celebutantes all wore expensive black attire worth thousands of US dollars to protest sexual harassment. Yes that was progress. Some of those women also won shiny gold plated awards to honor their careers of pretending for thousands and millions of more US dollars. Many of them have been using their smart phone device worth hundreds of US dollars to utilize corresponding hashtags of the hour in the name of activism [ironically it has the word act in it]. Yes its such an enlightening time to be alive. Yet one person was missing in action in this utopia of activism, change and progressive morals – Corey Feldman. For some reason Hollywood doesn’t want to hear Corey’s #metoo.
It makes me think of Alice Paul, fierce Suffragist. She was arrested multiple times. While incarcerated she went on a hunger strike and endured forced-feeding by guards.
It makes me think of Elizabeth Cady Stanton, abolitionist and Suffragist. She was a wife and mother of 7 children.
It makes me think of her dear friend, Susan B. Anthony, another abolitionist and Suffragist. Both women were members of the Temperance Movement.
These women had something to fight for. These are the women that sacrificed and risked their comfort for progress. They made lasting change. They did not literally wear their gentalia on their sleeves. They did not demand the red carpet be laid out before them as a protected class of victims. They were victors and their messages were clear. Their tenets were logical.
As an American woman I am not deprived of anything. God ordained my success and the old timey Suffragists cleared a way for me. The only disrespect that I’ve endured is what I’ve invited into my own life. The failures I’ve succumbed to, were of my own misstep or laziness. The only chasm between myself and men came about from my own sins. When you come to know Christ, your sins get washed clean. Your path becomes emblazoned by His light.
But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, God’s special possession, that you may declare the praises of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light. 1 Peter 2:9
I am the true vine and my Father is the gardener. I am the vine; you are the branches. The one who remains in me–and I in him–bears much fruit, because apart from me you can accomplish nothing. John 15:1, 5
But thanks be to God who always leads us in triumphal procession in Christ and who makes known through us the fragrance that consists of the knowledge of him in every place. 2 Corinthians 2:14
And he raised us up with him and seated us with him in the heavenly realms in Christ Jesus. Ephesians 2:6
And my God will supply your every need according to his glorious riches in Christ Jesus. Philippians 4:19
Therefore, as the elect of God, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with a heart of mercy, kindness, humility, gentleness, and patience. Colossians 3:12
Feminists, don’t march for me. Don’t march for me. I’m not disenfranchised. Men respect me everywhere I go. You’re not my voice. I have my own.
Female Chauvinist Pigs by Ariel Levy
Subverted – How I Helped the Sexual Revolution Hijack the Women’s Movement by Sue Ellen Browder
http://www.freethetampons.org/ [its a real website lol]