Oh, The Joy Of Women

This is not just about politics anymore, there is – at least for me – so much more at stake. Not being able to have children is a hard pill to swallow. I cried more tears than I wish on anybody and now women like me are devalued?

Go bite me! I am a childless dog lady, there you go!

I am so sick and tired of all these attacks on women. It has exhausted me almost to the point that I no longer bear listening to political news because it’s never about substance. Piles of dirt are dug up – or made up – and they are thrown toward the opponent daily, preferably on women.

Is this for real? ‘Childless cat ladies?‘ Of course, now Trump’s young and inexperienced ankle bitter, the Hillbilly Author J.D. Vance is backpaddling, it was all satire (yeah right). Childless by nature or by choice, now we get judged for the amount of children we bear?

This is too much to bear!

We haven’t had a political lawn sign in our yard since 2012 and I wasn’t planning on putting one out this year either. I know that some of my customers will vote differently and I don’t want to offend anybody, nor do I want to share my private opinion with the world, so I thought. And then it all changed.

Driving around in my neighborhood in Ohio, a state known to vote for a Republican, any Republican, has given me a lot to look at last week. Yard signs are going up and many of them are personal. It’s not just for a candidate, no, these are statement signs, many from women and I can’t help but grin from ear to ear.

It’s about time ladies!

I feel the excitement and I feel a shift. People long for joy and equality. The disrespect toward women has to stop, and where better to begin than at the very top.

Hillary Clinton was not charming enough, Kamala Harris laughs too much? Alexandria Ocasio Cortez is a bitch? They talk about what women wear, and how they carry themselves. Credentials and careers, all well-earned, are being questioned. “She is not intelligent enough,” and the best of all, “She happened to turn black,” which I find both amusing and frightening at the same time.

We don’t judge men by what they wear or how they laugh (perhaps we should). Women like me, who don’t have children, are now downgraded to ‘childless cat ladies’.

This nonsense has to stop. The Vice President is not black enough, or has just come to find out that she is part black? What an idiotic statement. Am I still Austrian enough since I am an American as well? Perhaps I should ask Arnold Schwarzenegger, I wanted to talk with him about his vegan lifestyle anyway. From one American Austrian to another.

Back to the yard signs. I can’t help but smile!

I found some of the signs online.

We have lived in the same neighborhood for eleven years. There were not too many “Hillary Signs” in 2016, there were a few “Biden Signs” in 2020, but a lot of “Kamala Signs” have been going up in the last ten days.

Women are fed up!

And they are spot on.

And the one I ordered:

History is being made and wouldn’t it be wonderful Ka(r)ma(-la) if a misogynistic, racist, convicted criminal is kicked into political nirvana by a much younger, colored woman and ex-prosecutor?

After many months (years) of dystopian prospects, I now have great hope for the US election in November. It feels so liberating and great! Hope scrolling has replaced doom scrolling. And it will be an inner daisy picking when DonOLD goes down in the inglorious annals of human history. Go, go, go, all you American women, BIPOC, queer & trans people, childless cat ladies, childless dog ladies, swifties, and stable dudes, GO!

That’s all for today.

The Happy Quitter aka The childless dog lady!