If you’re under forty it may be hard to imagine an atmosphere
of bi-partisanship and attitude of cooperation that allowed and facilitated our
House of Representatives and Senate to work in partnership with the President
of the United States for the common good. It's hard to believe, I know, but at one time such collaboration was seen as desirable and the nation, as a whole, benefited
I was much younger then and my memories have dimmed with
time and distance, but we did do things together that today would be regarded
as impossible to accomplish alone. Maybe that is what’s meant by the Good Old
Days. For women of the United States, not just those born before 1920 and for
many in every variation of socio-economic strata we have, there are no such as
Good Old Days.
It never ceases to amaze me how a planet, which from
space presents all of us upon it as looking so much the same, can be broken
into so many synthetic divisions. Together, despite the insanity of our
national, ideological or religious vanity, we are so much smarter and gooder*
than we are separately that it defies logic why we continue to subjugate one
another based on the color of skin, an accident of economic achievement, religious
belief, genitalia and/or sexual preference.
You don’t have to send anyone a card to celebrate Women’s
Equality Day-you just need to continue to strive to see individual
persons as people, fellow travelers on the Big Blue Marble, orbiting the Sun,
hanging on for dear life and each hoping we’re not flung to the far corners of
the universe before our appointed time.
-bill kenny
*it should be a word
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