What does it mean to be ‘”woman”?
A thought that crossed my mind, again. Today. Whatever that means… 🙂
I cannot escape this sense of loss, this great sorrow.
I am woman, and that alone is enough to speak to the many ways in which I am deeply disappointed by the outcome of the US election. I realised the energy, the hope I had invested to see a woman make it in what is purportedly the greatest country in the world.
I am not referring to party politics. I don’t want to speak of claims of fraud or lies, and misogynistic or corrupt behaviour. I am not calling it. My experience is not American, I am not one.
But I know the politics that is played out in my life, whether I have chosen to welcome it or intentionally invited it or have it imposed upon me. And the outcome of the election epitomised it.
So I will speak about being woman. What does it take for a…
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