I always feel like I should submit a disclaimer when I dive into something that is more politically orientated. I am not really sure why I feel that way. I’m not a blog author with millions of followers I might alienate or an influencer who makes a living off how people view me. I am also not even remotely ashamed of or shy about my feelings or views. So, why?
Well, because our society has become an inflammatory wasteland. Say the wrong thing and find yourself lit on fire. Nasty memes, derogatory terms and name calling, and of course, cancelled. Fuck. I mean, that’s just exhausting. And yet, here I am, buying into it.
There’s a choice though. A good one and I’ve decided I’m going to make it. I care enough about this topic that I am throwing caution to the wind. And you know what, I might be a little crude in my words and descriptions, but this topic should not be offensive. It’s human rights. If that offends you, fuck off anyway. We aren’t on the same page, so kindly excuse yourself. Or, hang around and call me names. Either way, I’m good.
I’ve said this a million times before in one thousand different ways, but it’s a thing. I don’t always understand why people believe what they do, but in the most general and high-level sense, I try and give people space to believe what they want to. Really. I don’t condone hate or bigotry or any of that shit, as you well know, but I do support freedom of thought. I do support people’s ability to make determinations how they want to live their lives. But this whole you believe some shit and therefore I have to get on board nonsense? Hell to the fucking no.
I am not a religious gal, but I have several friends and co-workers and neighbors and acquaintances who subscribe to one religion or another. I get it. Believe what you believe in. Live a life that you believe to be pious and in accordance with the prescripts of your religion. Go for it. Really. I commend you for your dedication and all that jazz. But when your religion starts to creep into my life and the rights I have and the rights my sex has generally? Go fuck yourself. Really. I can’t be any kinder about it. I am intolerant when it comes to intolerance.
It’s more than an aversion. I’m infuriated. I’m devastated. The hypocrisy I am witnessing is just staggering. Freedom of body rights except when it comes to women and their reproductive systems? Are you fucking kidding me? Are you signing up to take care of women when they are sick and ailing, physically and mentally? Are you raising your hand to take on all the children that don’t have welcoming and adequate homes?
It’s not even the fucking asshole men that are sending me into the stratosphere here, though I certainly have a thing or two to say to them. You know, like how about I tell you that you have to get a vasectomy? Or always wear a condom when you have sex? What if I tell you that you can’t ever have a beer belly or shy away from elective surgery (i.e. hip, knee, etc.) because of fear or lifestyle or whatever excuse you throw out there? Forget them, because half of them are fucking lying, hypocritical pieces of shit anyway.
It’s the women that burn me alive. It’s the women who make decisions to hurt other women. It’s women who stand on their soap boxes with the sole intention of imposing their beliefs on others without any regard for the impact or influence or consequences.
Please explain to me what happened to you. Who broke you? What has your life been like that you go to HERE? If you wanted and have kids, good for you. If you have the means to do so, that’s awesome. If you don’t really have the means but you are comfortable huffing by and figuring it out as you go along, that’s great. If you didn’t want kids and you were able to avoid getting pregnant, lucky you. If you have had an abortion and regret it and are now acting out of some sort of guilt pile, please get some help. I’m not diminishing your struggle, but no one else should be harmed just because you are, ever.
I am not going to get into what my beliefs are, but I guarantee you that they are not what you might think. However, I do absolutely subscribe to women having equal rights to men. Actually, let me rewrite that to make it what I actually believe. I believe that all humans, regardless of skin color, sex, gender, or any other differentiating factor, deserves to be treated equally. Well, unless you hurt other people, and then I believe there’s a fiery pit somewhere with a seat that has your name on it. Reserved.
You get what I’m saying, right? This bullshit Supreme Court ruling, this sham, this heartbreaking spectacle, is determining whether childbearing humans have the same rights as non-childbearing humans. The decision to support Mississippi and its backwards, disgusting, restrictive laws, is a decision to support inequality. It is a decision to move us backwards. It is a decision away from progress. It is a decision away from kindness and acceptance. It is a decision that supports one belief system for all, and that belief system is mostly based on white, Christian ideology.
Guys. Please. Are you fucking kidding me? I am beside myself. My heart is shattered.
I want to be clear. I live in New York. I am mostly beyond child bearing years, or super fucking close. I may never be directly face-to-face with the kind of tyranny that the Supreme Court is likely going to uphold. And still, I find myself caring about people outside my geographical location, and age range, and socio-economic status. Imagine that?
Sigh.
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