Let's Not Get Complacent...
International Womens Day should be called "why are we given a day, when we should have a lifetime".
I refuse to celebrate women on just a single day of the year. Why? Because I’m busy celebrating us every other fucking day of the year.
We have done so much with so little, ladies. We really have. We are still one of the most hated minorities on Earth, yet we’re out here, solid, doing this shit.
I applaud y’all. I’m a fucking fan of y’all.
We went from being forced to stay home and have babies, even if we were five times more intelligent than our good-for-nothing husband, to literally being able to obtain any degree we choose.
I know. I got two of them just to be sure nobody would say one isn’t enough.
We went from being frozen out of STEM programs to being able to work for fucking NASA. NASA, dammit, the fucking space program. We’re literally drinking tang in zero gravity. We can be scientists and we can be whatever in the fuck you do with an advanced math degree.
I know. I got an engineering degree just so nobody could fucking tell me I couldn’t.
We, just 40 short years ago, couldn’t leave the house in slacks without getting dirty looks. God, you could hang up that whole two-piece idea unless you were in New York, or L.A., or Paris. Now we leave the house in a thong and a fucking clear shower liner if we so desire, and sometimes I do, and those times are called the Gay Pride Parade.
Don’t even ask me how that outfit got started. I need better gay friends who don’t challenge my inner asshole so often.
Every day, here in the literal best place on Earth to be a woman, I thank Baby Jesus himself and a soldier that I was born and raised here in the South. That I know how to be a lady, but also for recognizing I’m tough enough to say I don’t fucking have to be. I can hang my tiara and sash in my closet, and be anything I want to be. That’s something I know I’m fortunate to be able to do.
I won’t be honoring ladies just today, because I do that every single day of every single week of every single year. I get out and in the trenches for women. I go to the mat for women. I bring my fucking A-game and I get it done for women.
I will never stop being an example of why women are now unstoppable. I will never stop being a reason men who are afraid of intelligent women develop a slight tremble in my presence. I will always bring the issues plaguing us to the forefront, and shove them down someone’s throat if I have to.
I look forward to a new generation of women who understand the sacrifices we made. Who truly self-reflect and know in their hearts the road to their successes is paved with the trials and errors of the women who fought the good fight before them.
So, y’all go on ahead and celebrate women today. When y’all are finished, bring the streamers and party hats over here, because I’ll need them for the other 364 days this year as I’m throwing bash after bash for the badass women I know out here fucking killing it.
Umm.. For The Record: Gay friends are supposed to trigger your inner Asswhole. That's the whole point of having gay friends.. well, that and their shindigs. ;}
Embrace your inner Asswhole! It's the only thing keeping would be/wannabe religious fascists at bay.