"The institution of marriage is not under attack as a result of the President’s words. Marriage was under attack years ago by men who viewed women as property and children as trophies of sexual prowess. Marriage is under attack by low wages, high incarceration, unfair tax policy, unemployment, and lack of education. Marriage is under attack by clergy who proclaim monogamy yet think nothing of stepping outside the bonds of marriage to have multiple affairs with “preaching groupies."
"Civil marriage is a civil right and a matter of civil law. The NAACP’s support for marriage equality is deeply rooted in the Fourteenth Amendment of the United States Constitution and equal protection of all people…"
"Institutionalised monogamy has not served women’s best interests. It privileges the interests of both men and capitalism, operating as it does through the mechanisms of exclusivity, possessiveness and jealousy, all filtered through a rose-tinted lens of romance."
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Victoria Robinson, “My Baby Just Cares For Me: feminism, heterosexuality and non-monogamy” (via tigersmilk)
lol. No one can believe that I don’t care to get married. It kinda means nothing to me. Not mention, I am not free if any of my fellow humans are slaves, until this “right” is granted to all of us, I won’t partake in it.
Day Seven; A Photo That Makes You Happy.
I tried searching for one for a while. The ones that brought back good memories only made me nostalgic.
There are a few pictures in my house that make me happy.
There’s a photo of my mom that hangs proudly in our living room. She’s glowing in the photo, running her fingers through her hair, and actually smiling at the camera. I don’t know who took it our how my dad got it, but he immediately blew it up and framed it. Its rare to see my mom as happy as she seems in the photo. It makes me smile everyday when I look at it. She was and is the most beautiful woman I know.
There are other pictures, of my parents getting married, both young and hopeful and oh so brave. Leaving their home country with nothing but a promise they made to each other and my older sister when she was a baby. They built a life for themselves here, an ocean across from all their loved ones out of faith, love, courage, and hope.
There’s a photo of my mom when she was young. Standing in the Africa heat with a baby on her hip, her nephew, and my cousins and aunts around her. She’s got laughter in her eyes, and youth in her bones. She’s slender and stunning and she says those were the days when things were happy. She says I look like she did when she was young, I count myself lucky. This is the only young version of my mother I have ever seen, and its glorious.
As you can tell I love my mom. Despite her condition, despite the depression and all its repercussions, I love her, more than words can say and with every fiber of my being.
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My girl is getting married! :]
I love this lady more than words. So happy for her!](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lh17ytsqRl1qa50c4o1_500.jpg)
