Tuesday, March 7, 2017

Day without women

I really wish I could participate in the day without women protests happening tomorrow. But it's such a privileged thing to just be able to say I'm not going to work today, deal with it. There are many women who, like me, can't afford the missed shift, can't afford the money I'd be losing, or risk being written up or fired.

It bothers me when the older generations accuse people my age of not participating in politics or protesting. They belittle us and say our beliefs are invalid. Sharing stuff on Facebook doesn't count. Well we can't all skip work to march or campaign or whatever. I'd love to. But I'm poor as fuck.

Poor people don't get the luxury of participating fully in society. We're too busy trying to make ends meet. I've got a broken dryer, a mouse in my kitchen, the check engine light is on in my car, I gotta renew my costco membership. I need to make sure I can feed myself. It's overwhelming at times. And as much as I want to be more involved I just can't swing it. I am incredibly passionate about social issues. But my life is a god damn social issue.

This may not have been the most cohesive post. It's late. I have to wake up early tomorrow for work. If you can protest, I am happy for you. But I hope you fight for those of us who can't. And I hope you don't look down on us.