Well, no one could say this week has been boring.
I could list all of the news items that have come out (and continue to come out as I write this) over the last few days. I could talk about how all of it is overwhelming and numbing. Instead, though, I’m just going to bask in the absurdity of it all.
We have a ridiculous clown as president. His party has abandoned any integrity they may have had to defend him. We look like a joke to the rest of the world. This is our country now.
I’d like to say that I think things will get better, but who knows!? So for now, I’m going to roll with it. One ticket to the circus, please.
Glass half full
Janelle Monáe released the vagina anthem we’ve all been waiting for.
What I’m RTing
WATCH: During her confirmation hearing this morning (yes, this morning – in 2018), judicial nominee Wendy Vitter refused to say whether she agreed with the result in Brown v. Board of Education. #UnfitToJudge pic.twitter.com/RWroh0XUIC
— The Leadership Conference (@civilrightsorg) April 11, 2018
When Paul Ryan quits Congress but Planned Parenthood is still going 101 years strong: pic.twitter.com/hI2atPLDwk
— Planned Parenthood Generation Action (@PPGenAction) April 11, 2018
Read this thread: https://t.co/fAVO7jShoU
— Rebecca Traister (@rtraister) April 11, 2018
#EqualPayDay pic.twitter.com/adPWm5UcHN
— katie zhu (@ktzhu) April 10, 2018
Who I’m reading
Melissa Harris-Perry on an issue #MeToo forgot, Jaya Saxena on the class implications of ‘bad skin’, and this incredible (and disturbing) piece from Linda Villarosa on the maternal mortality rate of black women.
What I’m writing
On the very sad end of Our Bodies, Ourselves and what that means for the future of feminist organizing.
How outraged I am
Trump’s lawyer negotiated a more than $1m settlement to hide the fact that Republican fundraiser got a Playboy model pregnant. She later had an abortion, once again showing that the GOP is against abortion only when it’s convenient. On a scale of one to 10, I’m at a solid nine.
How I’m making it through this week
My sister spotted this sign in a Queens pizzeria and it’s going to help me get through the next month, at least.
