Dear women who voted for Trump and have nothing good to say about yesterday’s marches across the world,
I hope you take the time to read this because just two days ago I didn’t have the energy to write it. I was completely spent from years of educating others as a queer Latina feminist scholar and activist, not wanting to build bridges between women who voted against themselves, tired of speaking with those who willfully refuse to listen. But then yesterday morning, I marched. Then I got home and watched millions of people march in bright pink pussyhats and went to bed energized and ready to keep doing the work.
When I woke up this morning, I read some comments on various social media platforms that left me with one question for you: What do you get out of tearing down other women? Pause on that for a second.
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