I have been unbelievably pissed off for the better part of a month because of all the bullshit I keep hearing on the radio. Said bullshit is focused on the Presidential election and specifically concerns that jumble of frightened and hateful men otherwise known as the candidates for the republican slot for President of the United States. I can’t even capitalize “republican” because they are such a bunch of boneheads. They keep trying to out-conservative each other; out family value each other and stomp on women’s rights all the live long day. I remain livid much of the day.
This kind of thing is NOT why I wanted to blog. I started my blog for the purpose of discussing ideas about small business in a small community. I wanted to share my baking experiencing and small town anecdotes with others who would be amused and inspired by it. I did NOT want to turn my blog into a political rant but sometimes I can’t think of anything else. This is one of those times.
I am a feminist and my hackles get all riled up whenever anyone – especially another woman – misinterprets the rights of women, so thank sweetbabyjesus Bachman is out of it and that Palin never entered because I’m quite certain that I would be hospitalized at this point. It’s bad enough that these men have the gall to openly discuss birth control and as though they had some tiny clue about what having a uterus and a brain might be about. The more I hear or read about these on-going attacks the more embarrassed I am to be an American. Simply because it is the republicans at present who are questioning women’s rights, doesn’t mean that the rest of the country is clean. The fact that it’s gotten this far is an indication of how fragile it all was to begin with.
Come on girls, we’re more than half the population here. Are we going to sit back and take this? I have been wondering for years what became of the women’s movement because I saw so little enthusiasm in the females of younger generations. I saw few zealots and a lot of harlots – not to say there is anything wrong with harlots. Freedom means the right to self expression which is why I love the outrageous performers of today – Lady Gaga among them, but the freedom to express oneself does not replace the right to choose. Nothing should exclude us from reproductive freedom no matter what some may say. I’m not even going to get into the horror show that radio announcer made about a certain female witness in the halls of Congress. That idiot should not only lose more sponsors but his erection as well – assuming he can still get one. If insurance doesn’t pay something toward contraception it most certainly shouldn’t pay a dime for Viagra (something that radio guy no doubt needs) as it sometimes does.
It’s all so disheartening. I don’t like to get nasty and jump back on my feminism wagon after all these years, and I certainly don't want to break out my old "Keep Your Laws Off My Body" poster, but damn it; it’s time to ride again gals. Don’t let the bastards (some of whom proclaim to be women) take away what was so hard won. I may not need contraception these days, and therefore have no need of an abortion, but I by God want to know that right is there for every woman for all time.