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How the Women’s March Reinforced Every Negative Stereotype about Women EVER

People display a knitted replica of the female reproductive system at the Women's March, Washington, DC, U.S., January 21, 2017.

Back in 2011 I recall being told by my Manhattanite brother-in-law, a hip and trendy millennial DINK, that the Occupy Wall Streeters were pretty hot stuff. There he sat at our family’s Passover Seder next to my husband, his unemployed brother, bragging about these righteous rich kids who could have cell phones FedEx’d to them at Zuccotti Park. Did he join in the protests? Well, he stopped by during his lunch hour. When I shot back at his hipster glee with, “If they really wanted jobs they’d put on suits, get out their resumes and interview for them like everyone else,” he was speechless. Apparently “cool” ranks higher than an unemployed brother with bills to pay.

The same frustration I experienced as a tired wife working three jobs to make ends meet five years ago resurfaced today when I scrolled through my social media to find more than one friend happily attending one of the many Women’s Marches going on around the country. I have no problem with a good rally. The March on Washington in 1963 was a great example of what a march can and should be: A group of peaceful individuals with shared goals rallying for a clearly defined reason. Not a group of random folks looking for a public place to play leftist agenda mashup for street cred.

The platform of the Women’s March is nothing short than a list of opinionated vagaries written in leftspeak and completely lacking in factual citation. It was carefully designed to stimulate the passions of armchair activists who have and will remain ignorant of the majority of crimes committed against women around the world on a daily basis, at least the crimes that don’t suit the agenda of the  organizers and supporters of the Women's Marches. Namely organizers like Linda Sarsour, an Islamic activist who supports the oppressive Saudi regime, openly meets with Hamas financiers, and romanticizes Sharia law. And supporters like Planned Parenthood, a business that participates in “human organ harvesting and the fetal body part trade.

I scanned the Internet for any participant able to tell me very clearly what the Women’s March is supposed to be all about. The answer: Angry people who are mad that Trump got elected. The best way they felt they could vent that frustration? Wear vagina hats and carry placards of uteri. That’s right: If you want to throw the biggest temper-tantrum in American history, you just need to be a really big pussy.