I don’t think it will do much good to yell out my window at the empty street, so instead I am yelling through my screen because every day I read a terrible news story about women’s rights — HUMAN rights — being trampled.

And I already gave money to Planned Parenthood
and signed petitions to Rush Limbaugh’s advertisers
and I will vote in November
and I am endlessly grateful that I live in a state where sane people (mostly) are in charge
and I really never expected this to be, well, an issue in the United States of American in the 21st Century
but it is time to stop being politely angry, and I need to yell.

I’M A HUMAN BEING, GOD DAMMIT. 

MY LIFE HAS VALUE.

I AM AS MAD AS HELL 

AND I’M NOT GOING TO TAKE THIS ANYMORE.

If you aren’t mad, read this piece by Soraya Chemaly to start with.

Mr. England, unlike the calves and pigs for which you expressed so much empathy, I am not a beast of burden. I am a woman and I have these human rights:
The right to life.
The right to privacy.
The right to freedom.
The right to bodily integrity.
The right to decide when and how I reproduce.

If you are mad, please yell too. Yell with your email, through twitter, on facebook, do some signal boosting on tumblr. Open your electronic windows, stick your head out and yell:

I AM AS MAD AS HELL 

AND I’M NOT GOING TO TAKE THIS ANYMORE. 

THINGS HAVE GOT TO CHANGE.