With all the women that protested around the world, I had to
sit back — as the mother of two boys — and wonder what I’m supposed to tell my
kids about the world we live in today.
It’s such an odd time when you become alienated by your own
sex.
Though, the division seems clear enough.
Equal rights — and freedom of speech — for those who deserve
it. (This excludes Republican women, those who choose to support pro-life, and
of course, men.)
I hope and pray (yes, pray) that my children never fall into
this mentality.
It all starts will labels.
Women don’t want to be objectified, harassed, or overlooked,
just as much as people don’t want to be labeled by their sexuality, religion,
gender or even political persuasions. Because this is prejudice.
When you teach your children that one group of people is a
certain way, you become the problem; you’re reinforcing the cycle of discrimination.
Many of the political signs being held up in peaceful
protest were offensive to me, as the mother of boys.
Women are now stereotyping; women are being sexist. We have
become the pot calling the kettle black.
I ask myself:
How can we promote equality with division of the sexes?
How can we promote love with hate?
How can we promote peace with alienation?
Why do we focus on women’s rights instead of human rights?
How can we promote anti-bullying with bullying?
How can we promote freedom of speech by silencing some?
There is no supremacy in equality, and there is no room for
hate in acceptance.
Susan B. Anthony was arrested for voting in the presidential
election of 1872.
Women didn’t take this stand in history so that we would
abuse our power. Women took a stand, so that we would all have a voice.
I want my voice to be heard, just like I want my sons’
voices to be heard.
I don’t want my boys to grow up in a world that wants to
silence them.
I want them to not live in fear to have their own opinions.
I have this distinct desire to get out the bubble-wrap, and
draw it around my children.
Our freedoms in this country are being minimalized all under
the presumption that we’re making things better.
“There is a moment you have to choose whether to be silent,
or stand up,” as one protest sign said.
I’m standing up, and saying that I have two sons that I love
more than anything, and I’m afraid for them.
I respect people for being different than I am. I respect
people who stand up and fight for what they believe in. But, I don’t respect
people who want to silence others.
If your goal is to truly Make America Kind Again, which will
ultimately Make America Great Again, I’m with you.
