Because it is. Reading gives knowledge and a thirst for more knowledge. Knowledge means you question those in authority. And then those in authority lose their powers.

“Them that begin by burning books, end by burning men.”

Wow. Book-readin’. How subversive and radical.

Your uncles sound like my father.

Okay but she could have gotten her period and bled all over the Oval office. And when women are in their late 60's their period blood turns to acid, as you well know. It’s like you libtards don’t even think.

Expect a new set of executive orders designed to prevent women from marrying men who are no good for them, or men with former wives who have disappeared under suspicious circumstances.

He may resign or be forced out but someone so narcissistic can never be disgraced.

Welfare spending goes mostly to red states.

Can we seriously talk about separating the states now? I mean, can the country seriously handle another election where a republican is elected against the will of the people? Wouldn’t we be happier, healthier and stronger in California, Oregon, Washington, New England and New York, if we were free of the oppressive…

Huh. The reason why those sentences are so affecting for me, is because any time I hear or read them it’s part of a story that illustrates how recent slavery was. I can’t imagine how it feels to have such close family that were slaves - that’s very, very hollow but I don’t know how else to phrase it.

Is this real????!!! My god! Woman marched so that this garbage women with dumpster lard for brains could sit her ass in an office! The cognitive dissonance is fucking astronomical!!

Oh SHIT! I want to make sure I’m not viewed as unattractive/fat/humorless/undesirable and they think feminists are all those things! I better not be a feminist! Lesson learned, crisis averted.

I married in a black-with-silver-polka-dots taffeta June-Cleaver style dealie with a crinoline. xD

The fact that my grandmother* could say this about her parents always makes me hate the folks who act like slavery was “so long ago, get over it”. When my grandmother could tell me stories about her mother, the former slave, we are not that far from anything.

Good news: there was no internet in 1895, and NYTimes.com did not exist with the ability to post comments on stories. As vile as internet comments are in 2017, in 1895 the story of a black woman getting married, keeping her own name, having a career, etc. would have brought forth comments to make the Grand Wizard of…

Sure, but people were also not as obsessed with smiling and appearing friendly or happy. Look at portraits done in the same time period.

YAY

I love the look on her daughter’s face in that family photo with her kids. You just know she raised children with OPINIONS.

Marriage: is it a funeral? Discuss

Ahhh, but the feeling you get when you realize you didn’t raise a psychopath is truly amazing!