Time's Person of the Year Published(and It AIN'T DT)

"I was afraid for my kids, I was afraid of the retaliation," she says. "I know what men can do when they're angry."

Yeah. That one rang for me. Because, you see, when I was four years old, and my father tried to molest me, I stood against him and told him I was going to "tell mom," and I ran. He became outraged and grabbed me. I managed to get out of his grip, but I was standing on the open staircase of the haymow in a barn. I had been there watching him work with a wood lathe - he could have taught me SO much, as he was a talented crafter, but instead, he taught me.... ANGER.

I fell from that second floor. Onto the concrete floor below. I remember waking up with him bent over me, white as a ghost, probably for fear I was dead.
(edit: I just realized that I only wrote the "it must have been that I ripped away and fell" version of that story. Wow. For my entire life I always wondered if if was that I ripped away and fell, or if he pushed me. Because I remember seeing his face - red, hateful - and then the next thing, waking up on the concrete. I din't know what happened, but I do know I was struggling to get away.)

People have called me a "victim," often in a derogatory way, when I am speaking out against abuse. The inference is that I am supposed to "get over it;" or for those pretending empathy, to "seek healing."


I am not a victim.
I am a warrior.


And so are the rising women, and men, who will no longer stay silent. We know our enemy well, and we are prepared for battle.

Trump is holding out for a bigger award, something like.....Narcissist of the Century.

Woman is the nigger of the world
Yes she is, think about it
Woman is the nigger of the world
Think about it, do something about it
We make her paint her face and dance
If she won't be aslave, we say that she don't love us
If she's real, we say she's trying to be a man
While putting her down we pretend that she is above us
Woman is the nigger of the world, yes she is
If you don't believe me take a look to the one you're with
Woman is the slave to the slaves
Ah yeah, better scream about it
We make her bear and raise our children
And then we leave her flat for being a fat old mother hen
We tell her home is the only place she should be
Then we complain that she's too unworldly to be our friend
Woman is the nigger of the world, yes she is
If you don't believe me take a look to the one you're with
Oh woman is the slave to the slaves
Yeah, alright
We insult her everyday on TV
And wonder why she has no guts or confidence
When she's young we kill her will to be free
While telling her not to be so smart we put her down for being so dumb
Woman is the nigger of the world, yes she is
If you don't believe me take a look to the one you're with
Woman is the slave to the slaves
Yes she is, if you believe me, you better scream about it
We make her paint her face and dance
We make her paint her face and dance
We make her paint her face and dance
We make her paint her face and dance
We make her paint her face and dance

Probably should have been Trump. The award isn't a popularity contest, but rather a recognition of who stirs the bunch bowl with the biggest straw (no analogy to hand size). I applaud the winning choice. The obvious alternative: Sad.