The Women's March in Trenton NJ. ©2017 Noreen Braman |
To answer the question heard often after this weekend’s global
Women’s Marches, Why did you march?
For
me, it was not only a sincere desire to join together with other women to
peacefully make a point about recent threats to hard-fought rights, protections
and programs; it was also a way for me to exorcise some of the ghosts of the
past. Times when, I, or a member of my family, was treated as “less than.” Taking the political personally? Yes, I am. I think we all should.
Because
Because of the priest
who told my mother she was doomed to hell
for a tubal ligation after
life threatening childbirths,
and almost leaving
three daughters motherless.
Because of the man
who cornered me in the boathouse
attempting to
remove my clothes while laughing,
knowing my adolescent
self would be too ashamed to tell anyone.
Because of the knife
held to my throat
at the workplace
where I was the only woman on the floor,
working too
fast and making the men “look bad.”
Because of the men in
the office addressed as “Mr.”
while women were addressed by first names,
and paid
significantly less for doing the same job.
Because those same
men felt entitled to grope women in the hallway,
make job security contingent on sexual favors they demanded,
or withheld them to punish your noncompliance.
Because of the insurance
providers holding the key to healthcare
denying treatment for
my children and myself,
until a protracted
fight was engaged.
Because women who
came before me fought so hard to get here
bequeathing me a
country where I can raise my voice,
continuing to demand
that we don’t go backward.
Because it is too
easy to get comfortable
allowing erosion to
do its deadly work,
destroying the
firmament under our feet.
Because the women
that come after me should never suddenly find themselves
back in the dark
places that exist in cultural memory,
but rather go only forward,
reaching their hands
down to pull other women up,
and with them
humankind as a whole.
©2017 Noreen Braman
*Carol Hanisch is the
author of a paper that came to be called “The Personal is Political,” an
expression that came to be used in many different ways over they years. The
interpretation that I like the most is that issues in women’s personal lives,
such as childcare and healthcare, were actually political issues that were
being ignored.
And we all need to reach our hands down to pull other women up and humankind also.
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ReplyDeleteThree years out from this and I continue to explore the life I have lived as a woman in a world where my voice and my value can not be taken for granted.
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