fuck homework! this is an historic moment! visit susan b, for me.
fuck homework! this is an historic moment! visit susan b, for me.
why is there a man in here
I voted for Clinton the Working Families ticket. Because, as this viral twete puts it,
He is such an assdouchecanueofaprolaps.
Tomorrow begins... The Tantrum
So here is my question: What happens when Trump refuses to concede, screams that the election was rigged, and demands a recount? He will have his lawyers drag things out and drag as many people’s names as possible through the mud for months. How do we handle that?
Nearly my entire family is made up of kickass feminists. We’ve spoken a lot this year about how historic this election is, and the impact it’s having on my mother and her older sisters who have seen the world change dramatically with their own eyes. My 75 year old aunt writes a weekly column in the Concord Monitor.…
My mom was born ten days before women had the right to vote. She’s in very poor health and won’t see another election — I get a little teary when I consider she got to live long enough to see this. When you consider all the changes on the planet that have occurred in the course of her 96 years on it, I think this is…
This is an important point. After your comment I read up on it a little bit. I am glad you are speaking up, we need to combat #SIFWW.
I hear you.
I’m not an older woman, but I’m just going to post what I said on my FB today:
My grandmother, Marietta, was a badass in the Pittsburgh, PA Democratic party her entire life. She died at age 72 - too young - of complications from ovarian cancer in ‘97, when I was 12. I remember being so impressed and shocked that the mayor of Pittsburgh at the time came to her funeral.
I want to cry. I knew today was going to be a lot, but so much of the convo has been dominated by white women talking about what this day means TO THEM. My grandmother was born in 1922 & she didn’t have the right to vote until her eldest daughter was 26.
I am 64- This is my current Facebook status: I was the third person in my district to vote this morning. My hand shook and my heart pounded when I filled in the oval for the Clinton Kaine electors. My vote is for me, and it’s for my country. But even more than that, my vote is for my four granddaughters, and for my…
I want to take each and every one of these women out for a cup of coffee (or a beer!) and talk to them about all sorts of things. They’re all very eloquent, and I’d wish that would rub off on me.
I’m going to be 45 at the end of the month, but I’m voting today for my mom, and my grandmothers, and all the other American women who didn’t get to see today.
Nothing to add, really, just gonna say that, as an 18-year-old Filipino male, such display of voting force gives me nothing but hope that there are more people who do The Right Thing and reap its rewards.
Very nice article. My polling place was packed (line went out the door) and most of the voters were women.
I’m going to rant, pointlessly, in the greys. Do you hate the system? Do you want to change things? Then get involved in local government. Hell, get involved with the party you most agree with, and change it. Don’t make a vague plan to vote for the perfect thing that will be just the best, once you come up with it.