I’m not really sure what I’m supposed to do on International Women’s Day that I don’t do everyday. Think about how awesome it is to be a lady? Check. Think about how the rest of the world still treats ladies like shit? Check. Think about how here in the U.S. we still treat ladies like shit? Check. Think about the kind of world I want my hypothetical children to grow up in and how much work we have to do to get from here to there? Check. Sigh.
I don’t really feel like celebrating or writing; the very existence of International Women’s Day kind of makes me sad. Really? We’re still stuck at this point? We still need this? It just seems to make it so obvious that the other 364 days are International Men’s Days. I suppose it’s worth calling attention to that inequality, of course, it…
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There you go, earning even more of my respect. Darn you!
Aww thanks. Today was actually a pretty cool day, because I met with the rep at womenspace, and made everything official. It just felt really cool to be meeting with a women’s advocacy group about fundraising on International Women’s Day. Maybe it was more inspiring to me than them, but it felt cool… I didn’t even plan it that way.