Zoë is home for a visit and the whole circus managed to be under the Big Top at the same time for meal time which is code for there was no commute traffic, classes, work, dance, tae kwon do, krav maga or anything else to get in the way of what was once a normal daily family event…dinner time together with normal dinner time conversation…er, normal for us. Yes, we do sit down and converse in spite of the ugly rumors. It just might not be normal in others’ humble opinions; because normal people don’t discuss things like nipple piercings, tattoos in Hebrew and training bras. Oh and we do talk about normal things too like what is this that we are eating, the weather, gas prices, homework and current events when we are able to gather together, the whole circus, at the table.
Last night’s gathering at the table proved to be no less fun and lively thanks to Representative Todd Akin and the likes of him who have clearly defined the hierarchy of the different levels of rape.
Who knew?! There are different types and some are more legit than others!
Unfortunately, victims don’t see it that way. I mean in the moment and then afterward…even years later…victims of rape are not considering the legitimacy of this act of violence, trauma and terror that they have survived. Frankly such discussions only bring back all that trauma, pain, shame, doubt and self-loathing all over again. I can only speak for one victim here but given the response all over the interwebs and media I am not alone. Rape is rape, period.
As the conversation ebbed and flowed over bowls of black and white chili, the consensus under the Big Top was that some, not all, but some politicians and pundits seem to want to make this election all about marginalizing women making decisions for us about our health care and what it is that we should be caring about and thinking about in this election year. The thing is there is so much more that we are concerned about right now, oh, and we vote…even us moms and our daughters…we do vote.Overall we agreed that pundits and politicians alike just need to stay out of our vaginas.
That’s right, politics and vaginas were discussed over dinner last night. Good times…the BEST of times! This is life with my circus. All in all, I have to say that I am proud to have birthed four very bright, articulate daughters from my vagina…even if they don’t always agree with me.