The discourse just proves to me that starting at class is actually too far. We need to start with human dignity. 1) You are a human. 2) So is everyone else. 3) Your body will decay because it is nature. 4) Your contribution is not in work you perform, but relationships you build.
Marx is great for what he is, but socialist feminists have been pointing out for a long time that he did not address carework. Trying to cram Disability Justice into Marxism is a non-starter.
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We are heartbroken to share the passing of one of our most beloved and valued advocates @Tinu. Tinu co-lead our #RealPainStories campaign for #PainAwarenessMonth. Tragically, she did not live to see the end of September.
For #PainAwarenessMonth my plan is to share #RealPainStories from the community as well as my own, led by @national_pain.
A story I forget to tell is how grateful I am for #ChronicPain communities.
Helps to have folks to vent to who understand, & drop the mask for a few.
Thank you @stevesilberman for all you've given this world. I found him when I was a desperate mother and all I knew was that experts said my son was broken, and he was one of the first voices that said he wasn't. Blessings to him and everyone who loved him.
BTW: if you feel the need to well, actually any history here, I'm probably going to feel the need to hit you with the Ron Swanson "I know more than you" meme. Don't trouble yourself.
If you want to celebrate their pioneer spirit, take a big leap to get yourself free. Let that be what you take from their legacy. Brave the unknown and build a life they couldn't have even dreamed of.
They were the ones who tended the silkworms and the peach trees and made the meals and tended the children and nursed the sick. The women who did the real work of building are the ones who should be celebrated. Celebrated, but not emulated. They wanted more for us.
I don't celebrate pioneer day because I don't celebrate any holidays about settling America. But today many people are. They're telling heroic stories about brave men. And women like my grandmothers are a footnote at best.


