Morosophic Musings
Morosophic Musings
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Since the 2016 election cycle, how many minds have you changed with your self-righteous fact spouting? How many times has someone who you've offended by challenging their morality replied, "By God! You're right! I'm a terrible human being. I will read all the literature you send me and donate to several charities that will ensure a better future for our children. Thank you for your tireless commitment to knowing everything about this world we live in, and for steering wayward souls like myself in the right direction. I'll be sure to mention your name at the next Nobel Peace Prize committee meeting."
In that moment, my heart shattered. I knew that my son was well aware of racism, seeing as how we had just gone through black history month and it was fresh on his mind. However, the book never, NOT ONCE, mentioned anything about race. That was something he inferred with his knowledge that there are disproportionate amounts of people of color living in poverty today, and that many people who "need help" are people of color.
So, yes, I do understand the older generation in their "well in my day" rhetoric, but as we have seen throughout history, it doesn't matter what a woman wears. A rapist will rape. A cat-caller will harass. Women have been getting raped since the dawn of time. They were raped in floor-length gowns that showed very little skin. They were (and still are) raped in full burkas. It does not matter what we wear. It never has.
What I can not accept, is the abandonment of this country's constitution and the fundamental beliefs on which it was founded. By not effectively separating church and state in many of our public schools, we are allowing the substandard education that ends up pushing out more and more under-educated and ignorant young people, who are left with no reason to question the bigotry they are presented with. In fact, they welcome it! It's all they've ever known.
An opinion piece was published recently on the popular parenting website, Scary Mommy, in which the blogger shamed millennials about not wanting to have children. The article, entitled Millennials, Stop Whining and Go Have Babies, is roughly five-hundred words of pure, compost-loving, bullshit.
Working in combination with a particularly delicious red Zinfandel, my ignorance was violently thrown in my face the night of that moonrise. It was thrown, beaten, flogged, hanged, drawn, and quartered. I may be an intelligent woman, but holy fuck can I be stupid. My only consolation is knowing that I am not the only one who is utterly devoid of common sense in at least some way. Everyone has holes in their knowledge that beg to be filled up, (That sentence ended up somewhere different than where it started.) and that's alright. We can't all know everything.
