Category Archives: progressive politics

We’ll All Go Up to Washington

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January 21st.

Make plans NOW.

 

It isn’t ‘just’ a protest.

It is a show of force.

 

Let it be known that we have a voice.

Loud

Shrill, if need be

Strong

even when it shakes.

 

We are a force to be reckoned with

We vote

We stand

We act

 

Let it be known that the power rests with us

‘Trump may have the position

but we have the power

the preacher preached the day after the election

We will not be intimidated

We will not be silenced

 

Remember, friends,

there are more of us than there are of them

they will not soon forget a million women

and their allies

strong

vocal

unrepentant

seeking justice for our neighbors

for the earth

for the oppressed

for oursleves.

 

Make plans now.

Carpool.

Stay with friends.

Bring snacks

and gloves

and scarves

and wear your warmest coat.

 

We must stand together.

Now more than ever.

January 21st.

Make plans NOW.

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(register, it’s free. Go to link above)

 

 

 

What Gives Us Hope

 

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This post election season is so filled with hate that it makes me wonder who we are. We said it was a referendum on which America we would be… and then Donald Trump ‘won’. He won and the anti-Semites, racists, woman demeaners, LGBT bashers came pouring out of their swamps into the light of day.

Where did they all come from and where are their breeding grounds? As I see Trump’s cabinet fleshing out and filling up it is becoming clear that the breeding grounds are greed, self-interest, privilege, and fear of change. The rich are now in positions of power and leading the charge. They got the votes of people who will, no doubt, suffer from their decisions. Inspiring hate and an ‘us versus them’ mindset will continue to deflect their followers from the more ‘bigly’ truth.

If we were to base our vision for the future of our nation and who we are becoming on those facts it would be easy to despair. We are in trouble, no doubt about it. The coming weeks, months, and years will try us as we have never been tried. I have held dear ones who sobbed in my arms crying, “How do we go on from here?” I have heard from many who fear for their lives. The coming administration is setting us against one another and we all know that will foster distrust, fear, and hate. I wish we were immune but we are not. Don’t think this can’t happen to you or you will not recognize the message when it begins insinuating itself into your life.

In light of all that, what gives hope? And by hope I do not mean optimism. Rather, how do we move forward in the midst of all this in a way that is life-giving?

  • we can refuse to divide ourselves from the ‘other’ and find our common ground
  • we can speak out and stand up in situations where someone (even ourselves) are treated like ‘the other’
  • we can intentionally build interlinked communities of support and action
  • we can refuse to buy into the idea that there is only one right way to do things and make room for different gifts and skills that individuals and communities bring
  • we can take back our country one issue at a time and one election at a time.
  • we can continue to be who we believe we are even when we are afraid.

Fear decimates trust. We can’t afford to be afraid of one another. We are a patchwork of different communities whose borders don’t always touch. We do things differently for different reasons. We have different abilities and different perspectives. Now is the time to utilize all of our resources, to know deeply that there are many ‘right’ ways. Now is when we celebrate what each one, each community, each faith or non-faith brings to the table. Let our kaleidoscope of possibilities give us hope.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We’re All in This Together

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There is one thing we can’t afford to do. We cannot afford to say there is only one right way to respond to growing hatred and fear in our nation. If we do we will lose the gifts, the energy, the voices of many of our allies.

              We are an aggregate of women, men, non-binary folk, African-American, white, Mexican, Middle Eastern, straight, LGBTQ, young and old, with differing abilities. And if you don’t feel included in the list above, my apologies – because you belong on that list and we are in this together with you, too.

We have a lot to learn about one another. About races other than our own, other faiths than our own – or people who are outside any religious tradition –genders other than our own, sexual identities other than our own, experiences other than our own… you get my drift. All of us are valuable and have something important to contribute.

It may small daily acts, it might be phone calls, it might be marching in the streets, it might be attending anti-racism workshops, it might be offering a safe space for others to speak or grieve, it might be standing up for others even when you, yourself are terrified. It might be becoming politically educated and politically involved. It might even be wearing a safety pin to let people know you are a safe person and that you will stand with them.

We need to empower one another to speak with the voices we have, however disparate. We may need to educate others who stand with us now who not have been visible before.

Are micro-aggressions real?  Absolutely.

Does misogyny need to be recognized and addressed cross-culturally?  Without a doubt.

Is now the time to confront our own internalized homophobia? Of course.

Do we need to recognize and allow ourselves to be challenged by our different beliefs, cultures, and experiences?  For sure.

But if we forget that what binds us is a passion for justice and freedom, if we don’t affirm the humanity of each one, if we refuse one another’s gifts, then we are not nourishing a sustained commitment to one another for this fight.

So here’s my point: we are all in this together. Let us make room. Let us encourage one another to stand and to work in the ways we are able. Let us honor the different abilities we have to do different kinds of work. We have  to listen through the things that that trigger us and engage where necessary but we cannot let our differences stop us.

What we share is a commitment. If they fracture us, then they win.

One Thing We Learned

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Today I need words. Great words. Large thoughts. I need to rise to the challenge of my faith to face hate with love, sorrow with comfort, and fear with hope.

Last night’s election was terrifying. Incredibly sad. Revelations about who we are as a nation shock and terrify us. The underbelly of hatred, fear, persecution, racism, homophobia, xenophobia and misogyny reared up and surprised us with the breadth of their power. And we need to talk about it.

We need to name the miscalculated and often denied venom of misogyny. Racism drove the election, absolutely and in no small ways. Xenophobia drove the election, without question and to our deep shame. But clearly revealed, often not spoken, perhaps unconscious driver in this election was the visceral fear of women in power. Even from liberals and millennials. Even from women. If we are to move forward toward a more just and kind world we must name this form of inhumanity that crosses race and culture and make change. It is some of the most important work before us. Just as it is clear that we are not in a post-racist time, we are surely not in a post-sexist time.

Today I challenge all the young women who told me women’s battles have been won.I challenge all men of good will who have never grasped the depth of our cultural hatred of women. I challenge all women who accept misogyny as status quo.

It is difficult to make this argument  given the privilege some women have because of race or wealth, but they are not immune. Race and wealth do not give women the protections we think it does. It rears its head when we are dehumanized by the porn industry and the fashion industry. It bays at our heels when we are dehumanized by sexual assault – either verbal or physical  –  and hides under our beds passing as a misdemeanor or worse that ‘boys will be boys’.  Women and men need to make misogyny a central political and spiritual issue because we live in an age when leaders can brag about ‘grabbing pussy’ and still get elected, when sports heroes are given a pass for rape, and when a perpetrator of repeated incest with a 12 year old gets 6 month jail sentence.

This call to arms  does not mean we rest in our fight against racism. It does not mean we  rest in our fight for the rights of sexual minorities.It does not mean we rest in our fight for those who have no voice: for the powerless, the poor, children and the elderly. But we also must not rest in our fight against the often invisible, multi-cultural hatred of women.

Wow. I said it. Hatred of women. But that’s what misogyny is. Using the word misogyny just sounds better than saying that the hatred of women drives our culture and politics. Wikipedia’s definition is:

Misogyny is the hatred of, contempt for, or prejudice against women or  girls.   Misogyny can be manifested in numerous ways, including social  exclusion, sex discrimination, hostility, androcentrism, patriarchy, male privilege, belittling of women, violence against women, and sexual  objectification.

In the extended article these observations were made by sociologists and philosophers:

According to sociologist Allan G. Johnson, “misogyny is a cultural attitude of hatred    for females because they are female.” Johnson argues that:

Misogyny …. is a central part of sexist prejudice and ideology and, as   such, is an important basis for the oppression of females in male-dominated societies. Misogyny is manifested in many different ways, from  jokes to pornography to violence to the self-contempt women may be   taught to feel toward their own bodies.[4]

Sociologist Michael Flood, at the University of Wollongong, defines misogyny as the hatred of women, and notes:

Though most common in men, misogyny also exists in and is practiced by             women against other women or even themselves. Misogyny functions as an ideology or belief system that has accompanied patriarchal, or male- dominated societies for thousands of years and continues to place women  in subordinate positions with limited access to power and decision making.

[…] Aristotle contended that women exist as natural deformities or  imperfect males […] Ever since, women in Western cultures have   internalized their role as societal scapegoats, influenced in the twenty-first century by multimedia objectification of women with its culturally sanctioned self-loathing and fixations on plastic surgery, anorexia and             bulimia.[5]

It is painful to look when a light is shown on the power, pervasiveness, and insidiousness of misogyny when there are many men we love – fathers, sons, cousins, friends, lovers…                                                                                                        Women of all colors, all ethnicities, all classes, all sexualities must learn to recognize and name misogyny. We must choose to refuse to hate ourselves. We must speak our truth to power, even to men we love, – only then will we change the world.

Today I call on all good men, all thoughtful women, all institutions of power to name and challenge misogyny where you find it. Everywhere you find it. You will get a taste of what people of color experience when they talk about their experience of racism and are told how they are too sensitive and how much things have changed. You will be embarrassed because sexism is a more acceptable form of oppression, more tolerated, even by good liberals, that you might  hesitate to speak up.

But we must speak up. Just as people of color and white people must recognize and speak out against racism, tolerating the discomfort and backlash. So must women and men must learn to recognize and speak out against misogyny and sexism and be willing to tolerate the discomfort and backlash.

Until we do and until we begin to actively work against the real hatred of women we cannot have lasting change for the human race.

 

 

That Time A Man Grabbed My Pussy

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A storm of memories hit when I heard Donald Trump bragging about being able to grab a woman’s ‘pussy’ without repercussion.

Like most, if not all, women I have been subject to unwanted advances, sexual innuendoes, lecherous remarks, and crude invitations. I have been and felt threatened to be by myself at night. I know the drill. We learn to navigate it. Our awareness becomes second nature and, eventually, not even consciously recognized.  As a woman who embraces my sexuality I encounter men who think I ‘deserve’ the unwanted attention, however sordid.

I was twenty-one or so and worked in a bar around the corner from the Springer Opera House in Columbus, Georgia where I volunteered backstage for their theatre productions. One evening, after the opening of a play, members of the audience crowded in for a nightcap before going home. It was a crush. I placed a slew of drink orders at the bar and carefully placed over ten mixed drinks on my serving tray. Lifting it over my head and pushing my way through the throng I smiled and joked with the customers as I passed.

Then it happened. I gently pushed through a group congregated in the middle of my path. These folks were dressed to the nines. Women in evening clothes, men in suits. The crème de la crème of Columbus society. As I made my way  I felt a hand reach between my legs from behind and grab my pussy.

As if he had a right.

I pivoted on a dime in the tight space, wrenching myself from his trespass and smashed my tray full of drinks into his face.

“Get your hands off me!” I screamed, shaking with outrage.

I couldn’t believe anyone would be so arrogant as to grab me like that, in public, with his wife standing nearby. Without my permission.

He told the bar owner that he hadn’t done a thing. I insisted he had. The owner told me that as his employee I was considered his ‘ property’ and I should have come to him. Then he did something the Donald would love, he sneered at me and said, “You’re Fired!”

So when I heard Donald Trump bragging about what he is able to do (in his mind) without permission I was forced to remember the time I was powerless to defend myself. Did I mention I was a single mom supporting my daughter? The man with the money and the power and the arrogance to assault me like that suffered a little embarrassment and the enjoyment of having me fired. I suffered both assault on my most  intimate self and financial insecurity.

So thanks, Donald, for helping me remember what it is like to have a rich and powerful man assault you with impunity. Thank you for reminding me how the women who have come forward are brave and righteous. And, finally, thank you for revealing yourself as an arrogant, entitled, misogynist who has no idea how your actions of a moment affect the women you manhandle for a lifetime.

 

 

 

We Are An Idea

 

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I keep gnawing on this concept that the United States is more idea than geography. It is really important for us to pay attention to, to name, to remember and we just don’t pay the Idea of who are its due.

Think about it. The pilgrims, the slaves, the convicts, those fleeing famine and political unrest, those fleeing persecution ended up here. Why? It wasn’t to be with other British or Irish or Poles or Jews, Chinese or – well, you get the idea. Africans were enslaved and brought here against their will but ended up, however tragically, a part of the great experiment, the great idea.

Everyone who comes here comes from a place where their geography defines their history, nationality, worldview, and politics. Why do they come? Why do they leave home and hearth, generations of memories, and a world of shared experiences?

They come because of an idea. Or in the case of those who came against their will, they hope for the future because of an idea.

That’s who we are. We are an idea. An ever-expanding idea of justice, self-government, equality, and freedom. We often get it wrong. Mostly because of where we’ve come from or where we’ve been. We crave freedom and fear it at the same time. We lust after justice and worry that justice for others will diminish us. Not so much because we are bad but because we are human.

Well, some of us are bad. Some of us hate. Some of us live in fear. Some of us have made the United States about geography. Our idea is supposed to temper and guard against that. But that is NOT who we are.

We are Cajun and Irish, Italian and Jewish, Chinese and Vietnamese, Thai and Pilipino. We are English and German, French and African. Bangladeshi and Indian. We all came from a place (or our ancestors did) to an idea.

And we need to remind ourselves every day. Religious freedom, personal freedom, freedom of speech and expression. Self governance – the idea the world thought would fail (please don’t let it be this year that it does!). Equality. An idea that does not and cannot remain stagnant but that must be expanded every time it is challenged by people who are oppressed.

Black Lives Matter doesn’t just challenge the racism in this country, it challenges us to remember, buy into, and own the IDEA of who we claim to be as a nation.

We are based on some really, really good ideas. Our founding documents are sacred in their intent. It is often difficult to enter an idea with preconceptions and prejudices of the past, but not impossible. It is our task. Our work. Our future. Our duty and our calling, in each generation, to live into the promises of the ideas this nation is founded on.

Don’t be the generation that allows our sacred ideas of freedom, justice, and self-governance to die.

The Importance of Raising Righteous Kids

copy-of-globe-plus-childrenMary Boney Sheats, my professor in Religious Studies at Agnes Scott College, encouraged me to think about how I wanted to raise my daughter.

She posed the question, “Do you want her to be innocent or righteous?”

My answer: “Righteous!”

I realize now, more than I did then, what is required to be righteous. You can’t be righteous and uninformed. I allowed my daughter to be exposed to much of the injustice and hurt in the world. As a parent I directed her response toward empathy. I offered an alternative to despair: to work for justice with compassion. I let her know it was okay to be angry. I always pointed out the good or, as Mr. Roger’s mom taught us, ‘to watch for the helpers’.

The ‘innocent’ are walled off from the realities of life. Their protected innocence Isolates them from the complexities of the world and puts them at a disadvantage when they near adulthood. Of course, you give children only what is manageable for their developmental age but keeping children unaware of what is wrong or bad in the world leads to an unrealistic perceptions and expectations.  I’m also of the mind that protracted innocence is a source of internal turmoil when one eventually confronts both the evil in the world and the shadow side of the self.

At a certain age innocence transforms into piety, a tricky thing, not all bad, but most often the party is misinformed and reduced to simplistic reasoning about complex issues.

All this thinking about innocence and righteousness points me to the ethical dissonance between the political and religious right and political and religious left. The divide comes down to piety (the right) and righteousness (the left).

Now I’m not saying pious people can’t be righteous but it is not a natural partnership. Righteousness implies a passionate commitment to justice and I just don’t see that as a natural consequence of piety.

Today and in the days to come we need a population of critical thinkers who value justice and admit to the complexities of a multicultural world. We need a population able to make difficult decisions not based only on ones self-preservation but with a commitment to universal justice.

We need to raise righteous children.

 

The Ravages of Fear

alt-right-protestersThis morning I asked my friend, Erin why some people have a problem with political correctness. She told me, “They live in a different world than you and I do.” As we unpacked her statement over coffee and muffins, she talked about the fears people live with. Fear of losing their job. Fear of crime. Fear of things they don’t understand. Fear of change. Fear of the other.

If that is true, and I believe it is, then I understand the ravages of fear. Fear seems to give permission to behave badly. To lash out. To take a protective stance that may put others at risk.

Fear is the enemy within. It dehumanizes us to live in fear. It sucks out our compassion and generosity. We react from the reptilian part of our brain that either runs and hides or lashes out as we respond to perceived threats. And when we are afraid almost everything  feels like a threat.

My spiritual tradition, Christianity, invites me to a unique response to fear: love. I admit it is the struggle of a lifetime. It is counter-intuitive. It is also empowering. To love in the face of fear taps into a power so much greater than myself. When I live in love even the fear of death is trumped.  As my sacred text says: “There is no fear in love but perfect love casts out fear.”   1 John 4:18

The right plays on peoples’ fears and diminishes us a nation and belittles the concept of political correctness  even though ‘political correctness’ is just a term for kindness and respect for those who are different. I can’t be kind if I live in fear. That sends me down another rabbit hole: Fundamentalism plays on people’s fear of hell  doubles down with anti-political correctness. The thinking seems to be that  if I am kind and respectful to those who are different from me in their beliefs or understanding of the world, I am putting my immortal soul at risk.

One the other hand, the left seems to fear truth-telling. I began to hear the term ‘alt-right’ to refer to white supremacists, neo-Nazis, and other extremists, during this election cycle. I cannot help but wonder why we are using ‘soft’ terms to refer to provocateurs and proponents of violence and hatred. We need to name ultra right extremists for what they are. Not out of fear. Not out of some sense of vengeance or retaliation, but because hatred needs to be rooted out of our culture and identity. Hatred, like fear, is an aspiration of the far right that we need to take seriously and oppose vehemently.

If fear is the opposite of love and hatred is the opposite of compassion then let us choose not to hate and choose not to fear. Let us be the radical left that names and stands against that which threatens life and liberty and risks kindness and compassion to those who are different from us- by nationality, ethnicity, gender, sexuality, ability,  or race.

 

 

What Millennials Need to Know About Misogyny

hillary cuntSome of my favorite people are Millennials. I watch them with joy and amazement that many of the things I have fought for over the years are as natural as breath for them.

Young women and men assume equality in relationships, academics, sports, career paths, and the political milieu. Most are open to an understanding of multiple types of sexualities and gender identifications. But they often know little about struggles of my generation (I am now a grandmother) to bring those things to fruition or how tenuous those strides may be.

We are about to elect (if all goes well!) our first woman president and you are about to see the fecal material of a sexist nation hit a proverbial and huge fan. Young men and women will be surprised and dismayed to experience the vitriol the older generation understands to exist barely below the surface. Most gay men, trans-women and rape victims have an acute awareness of the vehement devaluing and violence still focused against women, but not the general population of millennials.

Most misogyny experienced by millennials is either so subtle as to go unobserved or so blatantly hateful that it is seen as an anomaly. Well hang onto your baseball caps and dew rags because we are about to take a ride on an out of control misogyny bus. We experienced a colossal (and to many, surprising) rise in racism after the election of President Obama. Many more will be blindsided by the virulent form of anti-woman hate speech about to erupt. I anticipate a kind of disrespect and hatred even greater than Obama experienced because sexism exists in every culture in our nation to greater and lesser degrees.

Get used to hearing ‘cunt’, ‘bitch’, ‘castrating bitch’, ‘dyke’, ‘bull dagger’ and a plethora of epithets that demean Ms. Clinton and refer to her as a sexual object – either hypersexual, non-sexual, or subversively sexual, all as ways of dismissing her authority and power. They will harangue her with demeaning and abusive sexual threats. And know this: they will not be talking just about Hillary Clinton. They will be talking about all of us whether they call our name or not.

 

 

Why Civics classes should be mandatory

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I just read Eric Metaxas most recent book, If You Can Keep It: the forgotten promise of American Liberty. I cannot recommend it highly enough.

Metaxas reminds us that we are a nation based on the ideas of liberty and justice and, at the time of our inception, the unthinkable notion of self-governance. This link to his recent blog posting will give you a taste of his perspective: http://ericmetaxas.com/blog/few-passionate-thoughts-america/

In the current election cycle we are reaping the ignorance of major portions of our citizenry. We are not a nation conceived by ethnicity, geography, religious affiliation or shared history. We are based on the fundamental ideas of human liberty and justice. Yes, we fall short. Often and horribly. But our arc is one that, as Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. reminds us, bends toward justice. We have a base line to return to, a vision pushing us forward, an innate valuing of justice and freedom that counters our urges for simpler more ‘manageable’ ways. We forget that self-governance is a relatively new idea in human history and that ours is based on those difficult, beautiful, and unmanageable ideas of freedom and justice.

I took Civics in the eighth grade from a very boring teacher who was, himself, bored. But I am profoundly grateful for the lessons internalized. I learned how our system of government works and why we created our system of government. As an adult I am able to engage with a deeper understanding and love for this messy system. When others see it as ‘not working’ I see it as working. It doesn’t work is when the actors in the system have no understanding or appreciation for our political character. Obstructionism is not in our character. Limiting freedoms is not in our character. Refusing to seek justice for people of different races, religions, sexualities, genders, and ethnicity is out of our character. It may be who we are in any given historical moment, but it is out of line with the vision of who we are called to be as a nation.

Those who are not familiar with the ideas on which this nation was founded cannot be called back to the vision. These ideas stretch us as human beings to act from, as Joe Biden reminded us, ‘our better angels’. As a nation we cannot act purely out of self-interest. At times it may be  who we are but it is not who we are meant to be.

So here is my call for mandatory civics classes. Classed where we learn to urge everyone to vote- even those who disagree with us – because we know voting is a higher calling than political affiliation. Civics class is where we learn the that this nation is based a commitment to ever expanding our understandings of  liberty and justice. Civics class is where we learn about the checks and balance system that limits the power of any one part or our government.

Everyone who participates in our political process needs a thorough understanding of not only the system by which we govern ourselves but also to the values on which our system is based. Civics class gave me what is often referred to as a ‘buy in’ to the profound process of self-governance. I want that for the generations to follow.