We are too loud, we are too strident. We should protest, but gently, softly. (Not unironically, very much like the sweet, girlish voice of Dr. Blasey Ford, whom they politely pretended to listen to, before ignoring.)
If you’re like me, you may be feeling pretty raw right now, about the talk about the sexual assault by then 17 year old drunk Brett Kavanaugh, on 15 year old Christine Blasey, now Dr. Blasey Ford. All the people opining about how “if it was a real assault, she’d have reported it right away,”…
Your desire to touch someone does not override their right to not be touched.
It makes me infuriated, that there is so much societal judgment about being fat that far too many women actually feel guilty about not looking slim when they are dying of #fuckingcancer.
She looked wonderful – and Presidential. She had an event in Philadelphia just the night before, but if she was tired or grumpy, if signing over 1,000 books and shaking over 1,000 dirty sweaty hands made her wrist ache (made MINE ache, in sympathy), she didn’t let on. She wore a bright turquoise pantsuit that set off her amazing eyes.