Monday, November 7, 2016
I'm with her
I'm with her because in grade school my gym teacher yelled that I "run like a girl" as if it were a bad thing.
I'm with her because in college I asked to borrow a friend's car and was denied because "everyone knows that women can't drive."
I'm with her because I once went on a date and the guy looked me in the eye and said, "never trust something that bleeds for seven days and doesn't die."
I'm with her because wearing a tank top to work an outdoor event in the summertime pretty much guarantees I will be ogled by every man on the job site.
I'm with her because I told a guy he was making me uncomfortable and he replied I was his "worst mistake of 2011."
I'm with her because once I offered a suggestion in a rehearsal and the director literally held his hand over my head, imitating the glass ceiling.
I'm with her because these are all minor grievances compared to the abject horrors faced on a daily basis by women in this country.
I'm with her because this has nothing to do and everything to do with the fact that she is a woman.
I don't often venture into the political realm on this blog, but this country has a big decision to make tomorrow. It is my wish, my hope, my prayer that we all do the right thing and vote for her.