Almost to the day, 1.5 years ago, we wrote a piece that overwhelmed a million plus. we was sent adore mail, we was sent hatred mail, and was entrusted with stories that shook me to my core.
And it wasn’t since we was some kind of theorist or shining writer, it was since what we wrote was truth. The terrifying womanlike knowledge we laid out as my 6 year olds probable future widespread like wildfire, and the hordes of messages we perceived after were 1.5 years brazen of their time.
Women weren’t speaking then. They are now. #metoo
Let me mangle this down for you AGAIN.
I have a daughter. She’s now 8 years old. She has the loudest laugh, and the spazziest dance moves, and I’m STILL not frightened of a transgender bathroom.
My daughter is 8. we hear her and the neighbor girls shouting in her room as they make up choreographed dance moves to Taylor Swift. Their giggles sound like breeze chimes, bursts of unexpected beautiful noise. we stir the macaroni we am making for them, and wait for them to rebound down the stairs to perform their latest.
A DJ grabbed Taylor Swift by the donkey at a meet and greet. Smiled widely for the camera. Then, he sued HER. And the defense?!? Why did Taylor grin in that photo? Why did she not demeanour worried ENOUGH!?!
My daughter is 8. Every Thursday she puts on a leotard and runs to the gymnastic mats, pulling her hair into a disorderly hack on the way in. She shoots us a smile, cheekily making certain we are examination from the balcony, as she wants to show off her backbend. Her cartwheel. Her leaps and dives. we curtsy and smile, give her a thumbs up and wave.
Gabby Douglas and Aly Raisman, both Olympic Gymnasts, have come brazen and accused their group alloy of steady passionate assault. 22 depends against Larry Nassar. The man who their families entrusted these immature girls health and reserve to for years- cared reduction about their welfare, and some-more about using their bodies for his dirty needs. And it was never ENOUGH.
My daughter is 8. She reads me section books about Dancing, Party Bears and their home in the Grumpy Woods. She trips up as she sounds out the harder words, and we remind her that infrequently there are letters that are silent. That they arrange of censor secretly, and just to remember that O is U’s secret friend, and that G is H’s. Like in the word through. We hee-haw about stupid hiding letters, and how weird that is.
And then we say, casually, “We don’t have secret friends in genuine life though. You know that right?!” And she doesn’t hear or see the sirens or flashing lights in my conduct or eyes, but her Daddy catches my gawk over the list and he does. And we listen.
My daughter is 8. She tries on my heels, her little ankles rootless and uncertain as a baby gazelle. My makeup brushes have started to go blank on Saturdays, the only day she’s allowed to makeup play. She watches with augmenting seductiveness as we ready myself, smitten with potions and powders. In adore with the beauty of it all, the sorcery of being a girl.
Roy Moore, Judge and Republican claimant for Alabama senate, has been accused of passionate attack by 3 woman, who were as immature as 14 at the time of crime. FOURTEEN. A man who has sat in a position of energy for decades and used that position as a grown man in his 30’s to feat immature girls. A man who is now being deliberate for the SENATE.
And when asked to comment, the PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA settled “We don’t need a magnanimous person in there.” We are now at a place and time in the multitude where pedophilia is being immune for the consequence of party alignment. Predators excusing predators.
Absolutely Disgusting and Terrifying.
My daughter is 8. In a universe with animals like Harvey Weinstein, Louis CK, Larry Nassar, Roger Ailes, Michael Oreskes, Roy Moore, and Donald Trump. Men who will sexualize her, take advantage of her, feat her, and when they are satiated- chuck what’s left of her to the container to be devoured by the others.
My daughter is 8. She has 6 years until men like Moore demeanour at her with a inspired glint. Lions adore Gazelles. They adore the follow and the kill. The feast. If he, and men like him have his way, she has only 6 years to dance, sing, giggle, and share stories with me. After that, if they have their way, she’ll be a shell.
Because here’s the thing about prey. They freeze. Believing that if there is no movement, no tremor, no give, they will not be harmed. Swift, her heedful grin that was think to so many, was NOT to me or any lady who’s ever been in a identical situation.
She froze. Believing she would not be harmed.
These Olympians. They froze. Believing one of their own certainly wouldn’t traumatize them.
These lady who don’t report. Sometimes for decades. They froze. Believing they would not be harmed. If only they could just stay still maybe it would all go away.
But it doesn’t, since here’s the scariest part. The predators never freeze. They will keep sport with an omnivorous hunger. And they will find their prey. Generation after generation. Young girl after immature girl. Daughter after Daughter.
Not mine. we told you then, and I’ll tell you now, my daughter is now 8 and we am lifting a warrior. A lioness. To save her. From you.
Enough. Look, there’s another word where “OU” is secret friends with “GH.” I’ll show her after and she’ll chuckle, but also bewilder on because “through” doesn’t sound like “enough” but is spelled the same way. And I’ll explain that the demon is in the details, and to always demeanour for dark little secrets. Once they’re unclosed and sounded out, it’s singular they can go skitter under rocks again. And that’s not just with letters.
Because she is ENOUGH, and we have had ENOUGH.
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