Happy Halloween, Threaders, Threadheads, and all in between. Coffee helps.
I’m glad to see the Halloween spirit alive on Threads; I love it and it feels good. This year I am not in the mood, though. I could have tried to get on with it but it wouldn’t feel right to me. This has nothing to do with those who do celebrate and enjoy it this year. Kudos.
I think the horrors we are witnessing every day took the joy of this Halloween away from me. Maybe I am giving in to that feeling when I should keep on living life to the fullest and that is not a good thing but I can’t help it. Halloween is, to me, essentially a children’s holiday. It’s designed for them; to make them happy. This year, in just five days, we will find out how many of us want these children to be able to grow up being happy. Most of us do and hopefully they will.
But what about the others? More than finding out how many of us want a brighter future for our children I am curious to know how many don’t give a fuck about them. I don’t trust polls, good or bad, so any indications from them mean nothing to me. I want to know if we’re making progress and if the number of those who don’t care about our children’s future has decreased. We share our world with some pretty nasty characters who declare openly children only matter before they are born.
What they are really saying is children only matter before they are children, when all they are is part of a woman’s body. They want little girls to carry pregnancies to term after they were raped. They want them forced into marrying men as soon as possible and, of course, to have no rights as they grow up. While most of us find the Handmaid’s Tale horrific they consider it a dreamworld. This could very well be our future. No Halloween for me this year.
As the fact many women married to these kind of men are going to do the right thing in the secret of the ballot station was materialized in a political television ad the reaction was immediate: “how dare they”, and they use this as justification for their view women shouldn’t vote at all. They shouldn’t vote, shouldn’t own property, shouldn’t have jobs, shouldn’t have access to money other than what their husbands give them, provided they bring back receipts.
They look at places like Afghanistan in awe and when the Muslim fundamentalists come up with new ways to degrade and nullify women, like forbidding then to talk to each other or even listen to each other’s voices they slap their own heads and wonder why haven’t they thought about that.
The only difference between Christian Nationalism and Islamic fundamentalism is a burqa. For now. How many women understand this? Most do, I hope, but many don’t.
I am curious about those numbers too. I have been saying for a long time that women will save us this election and the early voting numbers are encouraging. But how many don’t understand the assignment? Quite a few. From those who are on board with a Gilead type society to those who defend societies that oppress women in worse ways today there are plenty of women who refuse to admit this reality. But it gets worse.
Even among allegedly progressive women the rage and indignation is selective at times and they protest Christian fascism with one hand and promote the Islamic kind with the other. Stupidity and ignorance are not a male exclusive. Hopefully it will remain less prevalent among women than it is among men. When Hillary called these people deplorables she wasn’t talking about men alone. There’s plenty of men who see this threat for what it is and find Gilead as horrible as most women do.
There’s plenty of men who don’t want their wives and daughters wrapped in burqas against their will either. It always comes down to religion, doesn’t it? No matter how delusional and extreme the beliefs are the problem is never that some would adhere to them willingly, but that they want to impose it on all forcefully. The parallel between women’s rights in Christian based society and Islamic based society are perfectly aligned. It was never about choice. It’s always been about force.
The power to impose one’s will and belief on everyone else. Darkness. We’re fighting darkness and the dying of the light. No Halloween for me this year. I did what I could; I wrote words to make you think and sent reminders across the country to help people go out to vote and I voted myself. Now all I can do is keep reminding you there’s still time. Five days time. Then all we can do is wait until the results are known. I am convinced we got this. How much is what remains to be seen.
When the wait is over a new chapter will begin; a more important one. The one that will decide whether we will keep the light shining or watch it fade away. Many of those who side with us today against a blatant fascist will go back to supporting a less obvious one. Many who are repulsed by forcing pregnant children to see the pregnancy through will go back to uphold separating them from their parents and denying them lunch at schools.
And many who find rape acceptable if done to Jewish women will keep on thinking that way too. Our all inclusive tent let in a lot of people who don’t really belong in it. Our “blue wave” is not as blue as it should be. Our victory is but the prelude to war. A war we must win with facts, not beliefs.
So get ready to celebrate our victory as it seems more possible with every vote but don’t be fooled by it.
If we fail to deliver tangible results in the next four years the next fascist wannabe will have a clear path to victory. If we fail to expand our numbers among those who really share our view of the world and democracy we will not make up for this one time coalition that will break up in 2026. It was a long and hard road to this point and it will go on after. Don’t stop spreading awareness and fighting for a better world because one election will not change it.
This is but the beginning. We all finally understand what “Democracy dies in silence” means. Don’t ever shut up. Keep the flame alive and never stop raging against the dying of the light. There’s too much darkness in this world for us to ignore it anymore. We are but butterflies but each of us has immense power. Use it. Always. Every single time.
This is not the end. It’s just the beginning.
We’re not going back!