Let’s Remember the Ladies

Here, on the crest of Mother’s Day I am wrestling with the party of anti-life. Yes, the GOP may claim differently, but there is no evidence to support that they are pro anyone’s life. They shouted down and voted No to the Affordable Care Act, no to a living wage for a revised Minimum Wages Act, no to paid Family Leave for new parents, no to Federal Child Care funding once the baby arrives, no to any and all Gun Control measures that might protect, in fact a BIG NO to protecting and assisting our Queer youth, those most vulnerable to violence and mental health issues, which leaves me with nothing but distain for their pro-life moniker. They are pro death penalty, pro conceal and carry, pro book banning, pro protecting the interests of the rich. We have mountains of evidence to show exactly where they care. They have stacked the courts, from district judges to those who sit for life, in order to end the Right for Women to Choose, as well as fill school boards to carry out their Handmaid’s Tale vision of this dystopian and antiquated America. They might end legal abortion, but they will not end the privilege their daughters will receive if they want one. This is, as most Grand Old Party issues, about keeping the poor even poorer. That is a win win for those in control. And it is only a first step. Make no mistake they are coming for every freedom you gained while a Democrat lived in the White House. They mean to push our lives down as far as they need to lift themselves up.

But enough of that tonight, fuck those robed assholes. Let’s celebrate the mothers, especially the ones who managed despite the odds. Let’s cheer those who rose up like a phoenix to prove all the doubters wrong. Those badass mommas who didn’t run away but stayed around for the fight. Like me. They didn’t win over us, did they? Read on!

Nine Cent Girl

I don’t spend my days listening to fringe news or scouring YouTube to follow the latest conspiracy down into the void, perhaps that is because I am busy encouraging young people to read slowly and carefully and respond in a way that shows their own well-developed reasoning, but even if I wasn’t, I’d like to think I would spend my energy in innovative adaptions to our new COVID 19 reality. There are days when I wonder who has the nerve to grab their military weapons and take to the street with dangerous demands, and on those days I remember the audacity of white privilege and the lengths it will take someone, and then I remember this is not the case for black men who are hunted without penalty, and then I remember still, oh yeah, I’ve got a job to do, so I go back to thinking of my students…

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Democracy

As it is April and poetry has dominated my classroom with more deliberate attention this month, I will share a poem from the magnificent Langston Hughes. Hughes’ words have echoed in my mind all week. Maybe it’s because of the violence shattering our world peace, or the politicians bent on curtailing a host of civil freedoms, or that the richest man in the world will make sure that Twitter is more volitive and destructive, I’m not sure, but after you read through maybe you will agree “Democracy” is worth pondering today.

Democracy will not come
Today, this year
Nor ever
Through compromise and fear. 

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Earth Day

Easter tables all over the Northeast held brilliant bouquets pronouncing the return of Spring. Ours was picked with care and brought much delight to all who circled around. Truly, an easy delight for any and all after months of a black and white landscape. Today there is yellow and orange, pink and red and all those in between hues of daffodil, tulip and ranunculus in every stage of bloom. Today is the start of a world overcome by this joyous return.

Every year on April 22, Earth Day is celebrated by 1 billion people in more than 193 countries. It marks the anniversary of the beginning of the modern environmental movement that started in 1970, but is also a day to show support for the Earth and raise awareness of environmental issues,” says Google. As I stroll through gardens bursting with Spring it seems the least we can do is support this beautiful planet that has given us so very much, our every nourishment in fact. Today I am drinking in all those rich gifts.

Is there anything more spectacular than finding purple and green where yesterday there was only brown and gray? I find myself drawn like a bee just going from flower to flower to nourish me after this long winter. Eye candy. Sweet delight. All for free to gaze.

#investinourplanet is the Earth Day 2022 theme. How simple to hashtag a concept, yet so difficult to shift a world bent on destruction. Today I focus on all the easy beauty. So very grateful that it is indeed as easy as blooms on the trees and along the garden paths. How fortunate we have been for so many decades, millenniums even. Perhaps not so for those who will come after us, but for this day, with the blue sky, the fat robin hopping along the lawn, and the buzz of the bee chasing down each bloom, I will rejoice on this Earth Day.

And take in all She has gifted us. What a treasure to watch each April, life resurfacing like a goddess from the Underworld, this Persephone made visible, this hope realized once more.