Know your place… What?

I just self-published my sixth book in the last month. It’s a work of fiction about a hypothetical time in the near future where women’s rights in North America are non-existent, all of North America is a Christian Nation in a strict, biblical sense, and men control everything. When I was writing this book I took a look around me at the articles and essays and news bits of our current time and said to myself “what if this extremist view ever took hold and never let go?” It was a work of fiction, like so many fiction writers of the last century wrote, that took contemporary cultural situations and expanded them in the most extreme ways possible. Ways that make a book like “1984” scare us, only to realize three decades later that the book was frighteningly accurate, even if it wasn’t literal in many ways. (If you are interested in my version of what may come to pass, “Kyriea” can be purchased in either paperback or ebook version at – author name Lynn Salisbury.)

Then I read about extremist, Christian based churches, that take the bible so literally that they have websites, magazines and interventions where women council, teach and hound other women to submit to their husbands in the most humiliating, abusive, degrading ways. Where they expound the virtues of making themselves so small, so subservient, so dependent on a man to tell them what to do, what to think, what to wear, what to eat, who they can talk to, where they can go, et al, so that, at the end of the day, the woman has no self-worth, but has given everything to the “man of the household” and then expect him to respect them in turn for being whipping posts for his every whims. (Google “Quiverfull” or “Titus 2 Women” for more of this wonderful, subjugating, misogynistic teachings.)

And all in the name of “God”.

Because there is a sky fairy who supposedly told a bunch of old, misogynistic, drunk men thousands of years ago a story about how if they don’t follow the rules from the voices they heard in their heads they would spend their eternal soul life after death burning in some lava river presided over by an ex-angel who had the audacity to stand up to said sadistic, jealous, temperamental, vindictive, spoiled sky deity. “Oh, and by the way, if you follow my rules I will allow you to control and punish all the females of your species in any way you see fit since I’m giving you the all mighty control over every aspect of their lives too and if they don’t like it tell them GOD told you it was okay.”

The frightening thing about all this isn’t that there are men out there who spew this garbage and embrace it whole-heartedly (although that in and of itself is frightening), but there are women who do the same! Women who, either because they drank the kool-aid and believe such balderdash or are too scared and brainwashed to stand up for themselves, actively encourage other women to become victims to the mindset that men are endowed by “God” to rule over them and treat them in any fashion he sees fit because some male deity decreed it was the way things should be. Women who have so little self-worth that they don’t have the fortitude to stand up and declare that they are people with rights, beliefs, aspirations and worth and should be treated with respect for being humans. Women who have so little respect for other women that they would convince others that this is the proper way for women to be treated and see nothing wrong with the abusive, controlling, misogynistic, pathetic men who would treat women in such a manner.

THIS. THIS is what is wrong with the world. This belief that women are subservient, property, need controlling, need a man to tell them what is best for them. Women who have no respect for themselves or other women. And the men who perpetuate the abuses.

I would say these women are victims, and some truly are, but some are victims of their own female kin who indoctrinated them into the role of religious sex slave to a man who cares nothing but getting his, and keeping his, and making sure his property is properly obedient and man fearing. Not just “God” fearing, but man fearing.

I’ll close with a short paragraph from my book. Kyriea was asking her grandfather how the world had come to the place it currently was at, where women were nothing but property. This is part of his answer…

“You asked why no one like myself stopped the changes that were happening. We failed you. With every new law changed we told ourselves that they couldn’t do anymore damage. They may have gone ‘this far’ but they would never go ‘that far’. And then they went farther. And then it was too late.”

How far do we let people go before all we can do is shake our heads and realize it’s too late?

About ynnarie

Lynn Salisbury grew up in the rural town of McGrath, Minnesota. After graduating from McGregor High School in the mid 1980’s, she moved to the Twin Cities. Lynn spent her 20’s and 30’s working like the average person, never imagining the calling that awaited her. But those two decades of working, learning, growing, led to the day a friend challenged Lynn to write. Lynn met that challenge and never looked back. Now she draws from her life’s experiences and creative mind to weave stories. Stories about different worlds, different lives, different perspectives. If you ask her about her life, Lynn will tell you it’s been rather simple and sometimes boring. But if you dig a little deeper you will find that it’s been a bit more exciting than that. Lynn has done everything from designing clothes ranging from prom and wedding dresses to drag queen attire and everything in-between, became a registered, ordained Pagan minister in the state of Minnesota, to creating a group, on a social media site, of fans devoted to her favorite football team that has more members than most medium sized towns. Lynn still lives in the Twin Cities area, enjoying the changing seasons, spending time with family, working, and writing. She will admit she hasn’t found her genre niche yet, and she secretly hopes she never does, leaving the possibilities wide open for any type of story that formulates in her head, mixed with a bit of muse inspiration, to spill out into the written word. She writes what she would want to read, having taken to heart a piece of advice she once heard. And she feels blessed and grateful for the chance to share her stories with the world. As the mother of three amazing, beautiful and strong daughters, Lynn knows that even when the world seems the darkest, they are her light. And she never forgets what an honor and privilege it is to be their mother. “If you haven’t had your ‘a-ha’ moment today, you haven’t been paying attention.” – Lynn Salisbury
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