Another Day of Mourning, or how to radicalize an old broad

e499e1cad03a10b03396a5b4758c9546It’s with a heavy heart that I read about yet more senseless slaughter of innocent victims, including 10 children. A National Holiday. People gathering to celebrate their unity and their inclusion.

How does a man become filled with so much hatred?

I mourn with France.

 

I mourn for us.

I mourn for the disaster looming as the Republicans prepare to dissolve all our hard-won liberties, to effectively gut our constitutional rights.

The platform is not just leaning RIGHT, it’s careening in that direction.

Unwed, pregnant. Fire her ass.

Porn? It’s a public health issue now. Not the rape of our environment, not the poisoning of our food, not the proliferation of guns and violence.

My reproductive system, my identity, my future exist at the whim of male hegemony and male entitlement. Some might call it indentured servitude. I call it what it is… slavery.

Gay? Watch for a conversion therapist in your neighborhood soon.

Trans? Your identity, your safety, all will be forfeit.

Click on that link above, read for yourself. Decide if THIS is a world you want to live in.

I don’t.

The rise of FASCISM will happen in Cleveland, OH next week.

And this is the face FASCISM will wear.

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This face has a horde of followers.

We aren’t fighting one man, we are fighting a war of survival.

rnc-billboards-2016-c5629ff27161bcb2I never thought I’d live to see these times. But apparently I will have to.

Saddle up, Apone.

This old broad ain’t going into the goodnight without getting her licks in.

don quixote

About Nya Rawlyns

Nya Rawlyns doesn’t write typical romance. She writes emotion as a contact sport, rough and often raw. It need not be pleasant, heart-warming or forever after. What she seeks is what lies beneath—a dance of extremes, the intersect of need and desire, and the compromises we make when pain and pleasure become indistinguishable. ***** She has lived in the country and on a sailboat on the Chesapeake Bay, earned more than 1000 miles in competitive trail and endurance racing, taught Political Science to unwilling freshmen, and found an avocation in materials science. ***** When she isn’t tending to her garden or the horses, the cats, or three pervert parakeets, she can be found day dreaming and listening to the voices in her head.
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One Response to Another Day of Mourning, or how to radicalize an old broad

  1. Yes, you’re right. I fear for the future of democracy, and of women in general. That’s all I’ll say.

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