History of Feminism

He's recently married, gay, lives in a square state. He and his husband could lose their home, their jobs, etc. etc. due to the way they are born.


Here's how I look at it.

I'm 'rich'. I'm not wealthy (a billonaire) and I'm definately not upper middle class.

Tomorrow - I could lose it all. I could be homeless, on the streets, with my husband (he's white I'm black of a mixed variety).

Or - he could sell that 'one' piece of work that puts us in the billionaire class.

We could drop down to comfortably middle class.




But rich or poor - I'm still going to be a black woman. I'm still going to have experienced America in a specific way.

Now I promise - on my father's grave - I promise -

I will never look at another American who is struggling financially, health wise, not able to make ends meet and say - They don't matter.
I promise to always demand that we give people solid pay and health benefits.
I promise to keep on demanding we expand social security (our boomers are going to be a very large class of people we need to take care of because it's the right thing to do).
I promise to continue to push for tax increases - that would impact my bottom line. Because my community kitchen work with the food bank only reaches people in my back yard and besides - that's a band aid not a solution.


But I know I can do alll of those things -make ALL of those promises -

And as a woman - specifically a black woman - know that I will be paid less unless I push the offer to the point of having it taken off the table.

I still have to worry about that one police officer who thinks my nephews or brother or cousins or one uncle still alive (he's 76) is easy prey.

I still had to deal with a racially prejudice realtor who kept pushing my husband and me to certain communities. We fired her and hired one of his friends. And Kevin listened to us. He's white -and he 'got it'.

That's just a few things - but those things are still there.

Wealthy, rich, middle class, working poor, abject poverty - there are certain things I have in common with a black woman who grew up in rural Mississippi with few opportunities and who struggles day to day -

That I don't have in common with my own husband.