Gender traitors

I am a woman. Proud to be a woman. Advocate for women’s issues. Write books with strong women in them. And I’m appalled when women do things against their own best interest.

Women who want to close Planned Parenthood clinics knowing full well that almost all those services that PP provides help women, and men, of all ages and incomes with affordable services well above and beyond just “abortions”.

Women who back keeping minimum wages low, knowing that a large part of those who make below poverty level incomes aren’t single. They are mothers, and fathers, struggling to feed and house a family, children.

Women who make, and support, laws that make health care not just unattainable, but well out of reach, keeping the masses sick so they can’t fight for their rights.

Women who back men like Donald Trump, a well known narcissistic, misogynistic blowhard that demeans women at every opportunity and makes no apologies for continually lowering women to second class citizens.

These women should be ashamed of themselves. Actually, they aren’t really women. Women are strong, independent, intelligent and don’t throw other women under the bus. “Females”, on the other hand, are just humans with female reproductive parts. “Females” want to be a part of the “old boy’s club” and do everything they can to try and fit in. They aren’t just “tomboys” hanging with the guys, they are traitors to their gender. “Females” like Sarah Palin and Ann Coulter who are so far up the “old boy’s club” asses that they couldn’t recognize daylight if someone shoved the sun up there.

Women, true, gender accepting and loving women, who embrace what it means to be a woman, think for themselves. They realize that there IS a war on women and these “females” are selling out their own gender in the hopes that their affiliation with the “old boy’s club” will keep them from suffering the oppression and subjugation being inflicted upon the rest of the gender.

I have news for you “females”. Brown-nosing the likes of Trump will earn you nothing except a brief reprieve from the war they inflict on the rest of the gender. And when the war reaches you, you will have no one left to fight for your cause. You can’t sell out an entire gender to raise yourself up and when you find yourself the target of the same people you supported come running back and expect sympathy. There won’t be any for you. You will find yourself just as oppressed as the ones you chose to oppress. You will find yourself without a voice, wondering how you were forgotten by the very men you supported. They will have used you to get what they want and then they will have thrown you away like yesterday’s trash.

And the women you stepped on to stand next to those men will not help you. We know your names. We revile the air your breathe. You are not women. You are “females” by reproductive parts only. And you are not welcome.

Grovel at the feet of your masters. You should know how to do that. Just drop to your knees… They might just throw you a bone.

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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