If you’re wondering why this is happening, all you really need to know is that in this country, men are valued for who they are and women are valued for their ability to have children.
That’s all it is. And not only is it why we are watching reproductive rights slip away, it’s why:
· women are paid less than men
· women are discouraged, prevented, or otherwise detoured away from certain careers and activities
· rape culture persists
· transgender men and women are feared, disenfranchised, and hated
· there is no federally funded parental leave
· mandated contraceptive coverage is constantly challenged
· comprehensive, honest sex education isn’t taught in schools
· attempts to make clothes, toys, and other traditionally segregated items gender-neutral are met with resistance
· fertility is prioritized over medical procedures and treatments that would potentially jeopardize it but are proven to alleviate chronic pain and suffering
· the attack on gay rights is ongoing and never-ending
· women who don’t have children are pitied, antagonized, and met with suspicion
· women who choose not to have children are vilified and thought cold, untrustworthy, and unfit for leadership roles
The pill was introduced in 1961 and in 1973, Roe v. Wade made abortion legal. But, for however much anyone might have really believed that women were finally starting to gain equal footing in society, the crucial missing piece was the passage of the Equal Rights Amendment. If you don’t know what that is, or who Phyllis Schlafy is, look them up. I’m too angry right now to discuss either of those things here.
I was born in 1982, the child of parents who both fell squarely within the range of years spanning the post WWII baby boom. I have never known a United States where birth control or abortion are illegal. I am very thankful I was not born in 1900, 1920, 1940, or even 1960. But I have always felt – for a long as I was old enough to pay attention and notice these things – that the message to American women has been,
“You can do anything you want … as long as you also have children. Nothing you do matters as much as having children. Your greatest accomplishment is having children. And not having children is not okay.”
I am resentful of my biology. I do not consider myself gender fluid, and I identify as a woman. I am heterosexual and I am married to a man.
But I do not feel any connection to my reproductive capabilities. Having children is not something I want. The ability to have children is not something I want. I feel no drive, urge, or desire to become pregnant, give birth, or nurture a child, and I never really have. I wish my reproductive organs were not inside my body, and I often forget that they exist until I am having an issue or I am on my cycle, which then becomes a depressing, constant reminder of my capability to do something I have absolutely no interest in doing. I’ve been reminded of this now for most of my life. But it is not who I am. I had no choice to be born this way. It is not me.
Just today, someone made this comment to me on the topic:
“I think some people just don’t have normal amounts of certain kinds of drive.”
I immediately told him (of course it was a him),
“there is no normal.”
This is not the same as a properly functioning pancreas or thyroid. More women feel this way than they want to admit, for a whole variety of reasons. This is not to say that no woman actually ever genuinely wants kids, but it is not the default.
It is not what is
“normal.”
As soon as you label a choice as
“normal,”
all other choices become
“abnormal.”
This is harmful and dangerous.
I do not want to speak for the transgender community, and I do not pretend to understand what their experiences have been like for them.
But I can sympathize with them. I think that their right to exist and be an equal part of society is met with extreme animosity and resistance, in part, because they are seen as a rejection of traditional gender norms, which are almost always built upon reproductive biology.
When someone has the freedom to be who they know they really are, instead of what they are told they must be, that’s power.
And that threatens the people whose power comes from controlling others through conformity.
The root of the pro-life movement is not
“to prevent the killing of babies.”
Absolutely no one gives a fuck about
“babies.”
No one – not even the most painfully ignorant fundamentalist Christian who 100% believes in a literal interpretation of the Bible and who will go to their grave swearing up and down that it’s about the babies.
It’s not. It’s about women making the choice to not be a mother, to not have more children, to not have any children, to not to be pregnant or conceive.
If it wasn’t, then every single pro-life person would be in full support of comprehensive sex education and all forms of contraception would be free without any out of pocket expenses, the costs of which pale in comparison to obstetrics and prenatal care.
When women don’t have children, they are unburdened from a life of American style child rearing, and are truly free to do whatever they wish. They are the witches of the 21st century.
And, when women who DO have children have strong support systems available to them in the form of paid parental leave, subsidized child care, comprehensive reproductive and maternal health, and legal protections and equal rights (not the United States), they can realize their potential as autonomous, independent people and continue to live their lives just as easily as their child free peers.
In other words, they simply become seen, and are able to live, as people.
To paraphrase the late Christopher Hitchens,
the only known cure for poverty is the empowerment of women and the emancipation of them from a livestock version of compulsory reproduction.
I am not my biology, and my worth does not lie in my reproductive capabilities or lack thereof. It is a sad fact that the country we live in does not agree, but it didn’t just start with what’s going on today.
This is an insidious message that has been communicated to women, and men, in some form or another for a very long time.
The only difference now is that nobody is really bothering to sugar coat it or pretend anymore.
—emily duchaine
Flommist Emily Duchaine lives in the Pacific Northwest. She likes to drink mead, learn about sharks, and listen to the Talking Heads. She pretends to be a professional businesswoman most days. Copyright © 2019 Emily Duchaine.
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