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March 20, 2005

March is Women's History Month

Imagine 20,000 women coming together in one place to set the national agenda for women's equality. The proceedings are brought to order by Shirley Chisholm, using the same gavel that Susan B. Anthony used in Seneca Falls. Everything is broadcast live on national television. Three former first ladies, two of them democrat, one a republican, attend the proceedings with Maya Angelou, Coretta Scott King, and Bella Abzug. Important prominent women from all walks of life also attend: Billie Jean King, Jean Stapleton(aka Edith Bunker), Ann Richards, Betty Friedan, and Gloria Steinem, among others. Could such a thing happen?

Yes, indeed, it did! Where?............. New York?......... San Francisco?..... Seattle?....... Nope.

Rosalyn Carter

©1977, 2001 Linda Griffith, from "Ghosts of the Second Wave" by permission of the artist

It took place right here in Houston, Texas in November of 1977.

Keepers of the Flame

©1977, 2001 Linda Griffith, from "Ghosts of the Second Wave" by permission of the artist

From November 18 to 21, 1977, over 20,000 people gathered in Houston, Texas to celebrate International Women's Year and identify goals for women for the next decade. This was the first and only national women's conference to be sponsored by the federal government. Delegates from every state in the nation came to Houston to caucus, vote and participate in the development of a national agenda for change. Read the Declaration that was made at the National Women’s Conference in Houston in November of 1977.

We are here to move history forward.

We do not seek special privileges, but we demand as a human right a full voice and role for women in determining the destiny of or world, our nation, our families and our individual lives.

We seek these rights for all women, whether or not they choose as individuals to use them.

We are part of a worldwide movement of women who believe that only by bringing women into full partnership with men and respecting our rights as half the human race can we hope to achieve a world in which the whole human race – men, women and children – can live in peace and security.

We pledge ourselves with all the strength of our dedication to this struggle “to form a more perfect Union.”

Actually, fellow bloggers and lurkers, yours truly remembers this event. I was a young wife and mother who had recently moved to Houston. I remember being glued to the TV screen during the proceedings for hours in-between meal preparation, laundry folding, and housecleaning. I, with many of my contemporaries, was truly inspired and feeling hopeful for the future and for my then-two year old daughter. Does anyone in the blogosphere remember this event? Do you remember where were you when it happened, and what you were doing?

Meanwhile, what has happened to our hopes and aspirations?

American Taliban circa 1977

©1977, 2001 Linda Griffith, from "Ghosts of the Second Wave" by permission of the artist

In an upcoming book called Perfect Madness, by Judith Warner, the author describes her disillusioned sisters this way:

"Good daughters of the Reagan Revolution, we disdained social activism and cultivated our own gardens with a kind of muscle-bound, tightly wound, über-achieving, all-encompassing, never-failing self-control that passed, in the 1980s, for female empowerment."

Linda Valdez, opinion editor for the Arizona Republic Newspaper says, "As mothers, they were rudely awakened to the realities of life in a society that lacks even rudimentary supports for working parents.

Well, duh, ladies."

One of my favorite bloggers, "Blue Bunny" sums it up very well:

Anyone who has ever heard R_______ (refers to a famous neocon talk show host who will remain nameless).... knows that feminist ideals have been demonized for years....17 years later, and 3 lost elections, it's clear he has convinced the next generation that access to contraceptives, fair wages, respectable treatment in the workplace, and decent day care are wrong and sinful. And demanding those things makes you a 'femi-nazi.'

She goes on to say,

We have to get back in the fight and turn this tide. I won't go down without a fight.

Hooray for you, Blue Bunny, and all of the true blue Americans like you who are still out there believing in and working for the well-being of women!

What about you, gentle reader? What will you do in honor of Women's History Month to advance the empowerment of women?

Keeping the Flame Alive
©1977, 2001 Linda Griffith, from "Ghosts of the Second Wave" by
permission of the artist


Sincerely,

Blue Bayou Girl

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Spread around the truth. This is how we make the struggle about all women, not just "feminists".

I am a wife
I am the earth
I am a sister
I’ve given birth
The power in my bicep
Compliments the power in my calf
And yet the strength that I have used
Seems less than half
We may fight for our children, tooth and nail
As savage in our mercy and rage as any male
Why don’t we scream louder
We women bought and sold
Who underestimate ourselves
Do we believe what we are told?
That lie of misdirection
That our appearance is our perfection?
Tell me now really,
Why do we let it pass
That expectations are expected
En Masse?
If my eyes were lined with gold
And my knuckles made of brass
Surely they would break into
My house made of glass
To tear me down in my wretched fight
For my survivalist
Feminist
Right.
Calling to the past,
Susan, do you hear me?
Was your maiden name Anthony?
Did you resent the representation of your cause?
Did your purity of purpose allow you to have flaws?
I am one
An earth mother
Sister
Sun
We women don’t need countries
We women don’t need flags
We don’t need makeup
Or makeup bags.
We need the truth
We need to be square
With the other half of the race
That places care on what we wear
Whether we are covered in jewels, feathers,
Or flair
Whether we twist, braid or cover
Our hair
We must see past religion’s defenses
We must see that our worth is defined
Only by our actions
Our hearts
Our minds.
They call us extreme
Why?
Because we dream
Of something different?
Because I may be crushed
By the weight of my son
And the wars he may fight
That will never be won.
We women don’t need guns
We women don’t need war
We don’t need to compete or keep score.
We are united in spirit
And softly padded hips
We are united in flesh,
Warm faces
And smiling lips.
The fight will continue
It will go on,
It’s true.
We will burn and smolder for the few
Who may benefit from the might
This survivalist,
Feminist
Right.

Copyright JoAnna Hill 2005

Posted by: JoAnna (Joey) Hill at March 21, 2005 02:34 PM

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