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This Valentine's Day I'll be foregoing jewels and candies and pink teddy bears with red hearts on their tummies (Ha! As if!) and I'll be going, instead, for dancing. Some of you who have seen me dance might find that cause for concern but never fear--it's not me dancing, it's them:
Did you notice when you got here that my walls are now pink? You should know that normally I'm not a "Pink" person, but in this case I will wallow in pink if it means this message is getting out: Unbelievable numbers of women and girls are being viciously abused minute by minute, hour by hour, day by day, and we must be the catalyst that brings these horrors to an end. No one else will do it. It's up to us.
One in three women will be raped or beaten in her lifetime, often more than once. If we haven't been victims ourselves, we know someone who has been. We can't have lived this long and not know that women and girls all over the world spend their days in fear because of what men have already done to them or will do to them. They are not safe from men--either the men in their lives or complete strangers--who see them as sexual or domestic chattel, of no use except as a belonging or a conquest.
Please, please, go here (or click on the logos above) and join the crowds of men and women rising up to let their voices be heard. Watch the videos, grab the links and spread the word. Let them know we're in this together. Send a message to the abusers that we're out to protect women and girls from them and we won't stop until we've done our jobs.
And dance. Let's all dance. Because womanhood is meant to be a joy and not a burden.
We'll show them how it's done. On Valentine's Day.
NOTE: The walls are back to brown. Pink was yesterday and the day before. Your eyes are okay. Feel better?)