With all due respect to feminist cartoonist Judy Horacek, I don’t think she has been paying attention. Knights or princes never proved themselves to young women by killing dragons, and nor have men solved problems for us – beyond those of their creation. Therefore, feminism does not consist of women now “solving our problems so men don’t have to”. And nor would young, wooed women do arse-witted things like slaying the dragons they had sent the men harassing them off to.
As those of us who paid attention to these fairy-tales know – those dragons were our friends. Lilith-sent. They could be relied upon to keep our stalkers occupied for a good ten years and, with any luck, eat them. (Sadly these creatures occasionally died when men slaughtered them unprovoked, using the claim they had ‘rescued’ us in order to claim us as their own. This rescue myth remains a reversal employed by predators, and women are still wise to beware men making these claims.)
Let’s not be distracted by liberal feminism and its diversions of quick “equality” fixes which involve our taking on what we’ve been told are men’s roles.
We end up killing our friends.
As an Indigenous woman who organizes in the hopes that both Black and Brown people might know greater freedom, safety and self determination, I am no fan of electoral politics. I’m a street level organizer and a direct action trainer. I see voting as an act of harm reduction, and even within that spectrum, I am very selective about how and when I engage with it. That said, I will not be hassling anyone on the left about their choices with regard to the upcoming presidential election. It’s not my area of organizing and I understand that there are hard questions in play. Do I want a Trump presidency? Of course not. Do I loathe Hillary Clinton? More than words can say. Do I understand why people would vote for her to keep Trump out of office? Absolutely.
I likewise understand why a great many people will find themselves unable to co-sign her presidency, regardless of how frightening they may find Donald Trump. While many call such abstention an act of privilege, most of the people I know who have stated that they simply cannot cast their lot with Hillary, no matter what, are people living in the margins who are simply unwilling to feel complicit in their own destruction, and the destruction of other marginalized people.
But I really do understand all sides of the to-vote-for-her-or-not debate. I truly do.
What I couldn’t stomach was waking up the morning after Hillary’s coronation at the Democratic National Convention to a wave of posts about how, despite her flaws, Hillary’s ascension was a victory for women everywhere. When I would correct the people who had composed such comments, reminding them that a victory for rich white women is not a victory for all women, I was told several times to think of all the little girls who may now believe that they too could be president one day.
Well, I have taken a moment to think about them, and I’d like to share what I might actually say to those little girls, if they were listening.
To all the little (white) girls who may now believe that they too could grow up to drone Brown people one day:
May you find better role models and aspirations.
Your country is anti-Black, anti-Indigenous and wages endless wars. A rich, cut throat woman who has committed countless crimes against marginalized people should not be the stuff your dreams are made of. You can be whatever you want to be, but my advice is to be kind and humane in your dealings with others, and to do all that you can to amplify the voices of those ground under by white supremacy — rather than trying to claw your way to the top of some electoral mountain.
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