Pro-Choice! "If you think fertilized eggs are people but refugee kids aren't, you're going to to have to stop pretending your concerns are religious!"...Anomymous
There is a large pro-life rally in Washington DC today. Actually. let me re-frame that and say it's a large anti-choice rally. Because baby I am pro life. I don't support the death penalty, I do support healthcare for all, I do support a redistribution of wealth in this country so that all may live in dignity . To me that is pro-life. If you don't believe in abortion then don't have one. It's not as if it's required. It is never an easy decision and any woman I know that has had the procedure has given it a great deal of thought and care. I'm glad I've never had to make that decision because it would be a wrenching one.
I wish these dodo heads who to believe in the right to bear arms, in the right to kill people indiscriminately in movie theaters, would leave our private medical decisions alone and stop interfering in our lives. These folks are politically and philosophically inconsistent.
In other news, I am still on a high from the march on Washington this past week. My Cheeto loving parents were most complementary about my participation in the march, and you could've knocked me over with a feather I guess miracles do happen.
But my Facebook feed is so depressing I can hardly stand it -- but I feel as if I have to witness what is going on and not stuck my head in the sand, as much as I would love to.
The Islamic center in our liberal college town was vandalized while I was gone. Today there is a rally of support in Central Park. The vandalism was perpetrated by a loan young woman with a baseball cap but fairly recognizable with her wide hips and long curly hair. I am hopeful she will be identified and prosecuted. The video of her walking around the center doing her thing was chilling in that she was methodical and seemingly calm as she wrapped bacon around the door handles, punctured bike tires and broke windows. I don't know what moves a person to do this kind of thing and I especially don't think of women when I think about hate crimes. I guess that's my own bias.
The week ended for me personally on a positive note -- my wallet was returned via Fed Ex. I had left it in the national Gallery in DC on my last day there and was panicked when I realized I didn't have it for my 6 AM flight out of Reagan. Little-known fact is that you can fly within the US without a photo ID. Who knew? You get put through the ringer by the TSA. Having no photo ID whatsoever, I just pulled out my various bottles of prescription pills with my name on them. That, along my credit card and a thorough search of my luggage and body allowed me to fly.
So I am home again and happy to be here and very very tired from an exciting and strenuous week. A week that I will always remember. Did you participate in a march? Did it lift your spirits and give you hope ? Did it make you feel strong like bull?
Happy Weekend, dear readers.