Standing and Clapping

There was a time not so long ago when I wanted to fit in with and be a part of the Democratic Party. The party of love…who wouldn’t want to be a part of that? I tried so hard and honestly made concessions in areas that I don’t regret, but overall, I just couldn’t line up with them. In coordination with my desire to be a part of that party, was my absolute trust in the media. I believed what the news told me to believe, I trusted the CDC, and I trusted my government. Then Covid happened. For the first time in my life as a woman, I wasn’t allowed to speak. I had posts removed. Received messages that my posts that simply asked questions about Covid were “triggering” and I should take them down. Lived through what was supposed to be the “winter of death” for me. And I did as I was told. I shut up on social media. My voice as a woman, was not appreciated if my words didn’t match what “they” said was safe. This was the beginning of the end for me. The end of my trust and the end of my desire to try to conform and fit in with that party of “love”.

Tuesday night I watched President Trump speak. Not because I really wanted to but because I’ve learned I have to watch it in real time because the media will distort it in every way possible. I watched the party of love refuse to stand and clap for a 13 year old cancer survivor. Later I watched a woman on a mainstream media outlet say she hopes this 13 year old warrior of cancer doesn’t commit sui#cide in her pathetic attempt to bring J6 back to the conversation. What a disastrous and disgusting attempt at love. Let’s stop here a minute and give a shout out to Congresswoman Laura Gillen (D-NY) She was the only Democrat to stand for DJ. Saying: “His fight rises above the level of petty politics”. 👏🏻

I watched the party of love refuse to stand and clap for Elliston Berry who was a FRESHMAN in High School when her picture was used to make a deep fake image of her in “revenge porn”. She inspired the Take It Down act in an effort to protect future girls from the same heinous acts. And here’s some good news! Everyone voted for it, even the democrats. Now that’s a girl to stand up and clap for! No love, no support. No standing. No clapping on Tuesday.

I watched the party of love refuse to stand and clap for Payton McNabb who suffered a concussion, brain bleed and a traumatic brain injury and I’m sure emotional damage after getting spiked in the face by someone who is genetically stronger than her. No clapping, no standing, no love.

I watched the party of love refuse to stand and clap for Laken Riley who was brutally murdered by an illegal migrant. Her cause of death was blunt forced trauma and asphyxiation, inflicted by being struck in the head several times with a rock and choked to death. I recall last March during President Biden’s SOTU, he mispronounced her name. I was proud to hear President Trump speak her full name. Laken Hope Riley. It only seems appropriate her middle name is Hope.

They wouldn’t stand and clap for Jocelyn Nungaray either. For over 2 hours this TWELVE YEAR OLD GIRL was tied up, her pants were removed, and she was sexually assaulted. She died from strangulation, the 2 illegal migrants that killed her took turns choking her. After killing her, the men dumped her body in a shallow creek near a bridge, where she was discovered the next morning. Her hands and feet were bound, and she was partially unclothed, with marks on her neck and scrapes on her body consistent with her body being dragged. No claps or standing to respect her family and their loss.

Tuesday night they sat silently holding up their little signs in protest while the democratic women wore PINK! That’s right….pink. In honor of women’s right. But they won’t clap for DJ and his cancer battle, a 13 year old child. They won’t clap for Elliston, Payton, Laken, or Jocelyn. But they will vote no on protecting girls and women spaces…and they did, the day before they brought out their pink shirts. Today they’re sharing a video titled “Choose your fighter”. Where they bounce around like they’re boxers. Wonder if they’d be comfortable fighting someone with XY chromosomes? Did they watch the Olympics? How insensitive to women can they be?

Seems fitting to change the quote a bit. With love like that, who needs enemies? I want no part in that display of “love”. I want no part in any woman losing her voice to speak, her ability to compete fairly or her right to feel safe and secure. I’m tired of hearing I must not love my favorite generation of people because I wasn’t comfortable shooting something into my body. I’m tired of hearing I can’t feel love for the people dying in Ukraine and Russia if I want to see a peace deal reached. I’m tired of hearing that I can’t love immigrants if I think they should have to knock on the door and tell us who they are before we open it. I’m tired of hearing I can’t love gay people if I see unfairness in the trans agenda. I AM for love. Seems the word means something different to me than it does to those women in pink on Tuesday . I am tired of shutting up. I am tired of being accused of not loving. I am proud to be a woman and I’m standing up and clapping!