If you are in your feelings about Women of color being suspect of the Women's March on Saturday and offering criticisms of it, my page probably isn't going to be pleasant for you.
I'm not colorblind. We aren't united by gender, and don't you dare get mad if folks point out you only gave a fuck about ALL woman when the women impacted were you directly. If you decided participating in a march one time in your life deserves a pat on the back, you might need to realize there is more to progress than protest and pussy hats. That was one small victory in a battle, but we're at war, and if it's too much for you, you need to get out of the way.
I will not take from you the magnitude of this event. The unity it provided and the camaraderie we all saw on display all over the world. But it simply isn't enough right now.
Social justice work is thankless. It's hard work, and you gotta get a tough skin. It will come with looking and yourself and the others and acknowledging your mistakes, and changing your way of thinking. This whole blog is a documented chronicle of my change in thinking. Some of my old blog posts make me cringe. I plan to address them later on, don't worry.
Until then, just take a seat if this is too hard. Yall are probably having a hard time calling out your racist alt right uncle, so I can imagine it's going to be hard call out yourself.
