Just a Girl

Oh, yesterday when I said I had something to blog about, but I couldn't remember what to blog about.

So, a priest, a rabbi and a reverend walk into a bar congress......

Yes, a panel of men, religious men, convened in a congressional meeting this last week to discuss, of all things - birth control for women.

Since, apparently it is still the 1800s, women have no say in their reproductive rights.  Just like it should be!!!

Kidding.

Well, I'm kidding.  Congress and organized religion..........eh......not so much.

Seriously, priests.  The faction who consider a celibacy and molesting young boys a form of birth control, actually have issue that employees of their institutions are required to have access to birth control.

That's right, men who "can't" have sex are again, telling women that they can, but only for procreation......and how payment should or should not be made.

Even if they had to have this panel - and really, did they?  - are you telling me, in all of the U.S. of A, they couldn't have found one female who is religious in nature to sit and discuss the matter?  I'm not saying they'd have to even oppose the men.  I'm not saying I agree with the men, or the non-existent woman, but this is fucked up!

There was a line in Downton Abbey where Professor McGonnagal the Dowager Countess of Grantham spouts: "you have no opinion until you're married and then your husband will tell you what your opinions are."

So clearly you can see how far we've come in life, as a society.

But as Malibu Stacy says, "don't ask me, I'm just a girl". 

Amen to that Stacy.  Amen to that.




Song by:  No Doubt