Maybe it’s all just performative?
Women across the world are today experiencing the visceral, secondhand body horror of another Trump administration, and that is nothing compared with the all-too-real feeling of peril that many American women will be having as I write. We hold fear, tension and trauma in our bodies, and though that is the kind of idea that strongmen such as Trump and their acolytes would snigger at, it’s well documented that, to quote the psychiatrist and author Bessel van der Kolk, the body keeps the score. It is a complete tragedy that yet more American women are facing the prospect of their reproductive rights being curtailed even further.
This body horror will be felt by the many others on Trump’s hitlist of undesirables: immigrants, gay and transgender people, disabled people, protesters. Anyone capable of empathy. Yet in the context of the assault on reproductive rights, and being a woman myself, it is women I am writing about today.
What assault on reproductuive rights?
Recall, the Supreme Court said, in effect: “It ain’t in the Constitution so it’s for the States and democracy”. Which was, erm, nowt to do with Trump policies.
That also means that action at the Federal level – without a constitutional amendment – ain’t gonna work either. It’s for the States.
Now, without delving into really grubby detail there were 6 – I think – propositions about abortion on the ballot this week. Of which – I think – 4 passed.
Which, erm, ain’t an assault upon abortion.
There is good news for American women to cling to, with Missouri and Arizona voting to expand abortion rights, and Colorado, New York, Maryland, Montana and Nevada all passing measures to protect them.
See?
Guess we’ll go with performative then?