Yesterday women all over the US did a walk out to support Kavanaugh’s accusers.There are pictures of men and women getting arrested for protesting in the Capitol. As women are chanting on the steps of the Capitol they are telling the press they want Christine Blasey Ford to know that if the Senate won’t keep her safe, the women of this country will. We will not let her down.
And here is a picture of Yale law school students walking out of class to protest the nomination of Judge Kavanaugh. And to protest that people are shaming the women who accuse him of sexual misconduct. And to protest that Yale law school has a track record for knowingly feeding female law students to judges who are known for sexual misconduct.
I wish I had somewhere to walk out of.
Read read everything. The horror of the Christine Blasey Ford’s decision to come forward. The insanity of defending drunk abusive teenaged boys as if it’s normal. Like so many women, I want to take action. I want to be seen and heard in Washington.
But with all the women protesting, there is something missing. The women who don’t work in an office and don’t go to school. We cannot protest in the halls of the Capitol. We are home with kids.
I thought of dragging my kids to DC. But my older son is taking physics in high school. Just writing that sentence feels ridiculous. We are at pivotal point in US history, and I’m writing about physics class.
If I took my son out of school for things I think are important, I am certain he could still get a high score on the AP test. But the teacher would not like it, and my son needs a recommendation from this teacher for his college application.
For me, this moment encapsulates everything that is difficult about hands-on parenting. I want to be part of something bigger, but I don’t want my kids left behind. And I want my son to have everything he needs for a college application, but I hate being under the thumb of some random school teacher.
Power is so complicated. I spent most of my career wrestling power from all-male leadership in a boardroom. And now, as a homeschooler, I find myself trying to carve out a way to feel powerful from the living room.
I don’t want to feel left out.
Today we will call the offices of Senators. I will show the kids how to do that. Not that I’ve ever done it before, but we can learn together. And on Thursday, we will watch the Senate hearings live. And my son will take a break to go to physics. And I will be part of the larger movement of parents raising children to feel responsible for protecting women’s rights.