MrsPinky rant! MrsPinky rant! Thank you MrsP!!!
I get it. Honestly, I truly do. I understand the frustrations that made female and/or black activists take time out of their lives to protest and to fight against the marginalization they felt in most of the 20th century that the 19th century wars and movements did not solve. I get it. I have even gone so much as to have experienced real sexism and racism trying to literally tie my own bootstraps to be independent as my parents thought I should be. And I have, through God only knows, gotten to where I am by recognizing the gifts past generations have fought and died for me. I do not disrespect those that fought or that fight to have minorities and women acknowledged in this country.
That anger has not left. But in the smoke of that anger something important was lost. And that which was lost is what is wrong. It is the stable family unit. As society began to tear down the family unit via promiscuity, drugs and free spirits it cracked the foundation that was holding up little girls and little boys to a standard of righteousness. Tearing down of the American family to the point in which people are surprised that all the men around me are good fathers is telling. It doesn’t say that we need these movements still. Instead it says that we fought one problem as we created another and it is devastating.
I am so sick and tired of having people tell me I need empowerment. No. I. Do. Not. My gender and skin color is a product of my birth and nothing more. Yes, it makes me uniquely different and special in my own way but it doesn’t mean I need another flawed human with their own specific issues to come save me. I believe, specifically, Jesus Christ did that when He came from heaven and died that we might all be saved. However, if people refuse to believe in that, then stop looking for each other to fix what is wrong when most cannot even fix what is wrong within them.
They need to put on their own oxygen mask so to speak. And I don’t take for granted as a Christian that Jesus says to help and love our neighbor. But love does not equate to condescending marches that lead to people glorifying themselves and treating other humans like they are hapless based on what level of melanin they have or what genitals they carry.
I do not ignore that plenty of these people that feel like they want to encourage others do so with good intentions. They believe their speeches and words can inspire others to get up and fulfill their dreams. What is lost, sadly, is the state of affairs currently can be blamed on the same group of individuals; I can show you how.
In the past, yes before us millennials were born, men were considered the breadwinners of the family, blacks were viewed as less than and women ruled the home as 2nd class citizens. The Christian God was the head of everything even before country while service to one’s country was normal. Then, prayer was taken out of schools, discipline in the home was replaced with prescription drug use and mothers /fathers were replaced by babysitters, daycare workers and teachers. It was no longer important for a father to order the steps in his household, a mother to nurture and raise her kids and for a family to kneel before a greater authority than any man. Nope, times have changed and not for the better.
Now, I know some are thinking that back then wasn’t perfect. Well, duh. But when we seek to change something for the better, wouldn’t it behoove us to go back to the drawing board when the plan goes bad, to retreat and regroup when things go awry? Why is it that we keep doing the exact same thing, and expecting something different? We are insane. We think that just patting girls on the back or telling blacks that another boogey man is to blame will accomplished what it already hasn’t. American society is already destroyed from its original intent and we are walking around blind.
There is a silver lining. When a plumber is trying to fix a pipe, he doesn’t just patch a hole and be done. He digs to discover the problem and rectifies it. Marching, empowering mantras and coddling our young has not worked to fix what ails us. Telling women, blacks, LGTBQ and any other nonwhite group that whites are the evil problem has not worked. Creating new boogeymen to blame instead of taking charge of our own lives, has not worked. When will we stop coddling ourselves, patting grown adults on the heads like babies and get up and get back to what was at least somewhat better than this; can things change with upward mobility.
Enough is enough already. I am not a hapless female victim oppressed by some invisible patriarchy or white man that doesn’t even know I exist. I am my biggest enemy. And I need to fix what is wrong in me, my life and my situation if I ever want to be more and do more.
