All week I’ve been thinking about how to write about the third anniversary of Dr. Tiller’s death — an abortion provider in Kansas who was shot dead while he was in church by an anti-choice terrorist. Meanwhile, the HERvotes blog carnival for the Paycheck Fairness Act is today, too.
So, to recap: The hyperbole of the “War on Women” label, in fact, sometimes really does have casualties. And if you are a woman, you aren’t getting paid for shit (and why should I be insulted by that?).
Excuse me if I’m not all rainbows and sunshine this week.
Normally, I can channel my outrage about these things or even find a kind of a meaning. Or at least some good-old sobering truth. But today, I’m the one who needs the pep-talk. I’m probably not supposed to admit this, but I’m tired of this shit.
PS: Don’t think that this means I’m out of the fight. I’m just pissed off that I have to keep fighting these same battles over and over again.