My sister posted on facebook today about Texas’ Voter ID law, one of many pushed through in the wake of SCOTUS gutting the Voting Rights Act, getting thrown out by a federal judge, commenting the usual ‘you have to show ID for X and X, why not to vote? That is judges legislating, right there.’ I sighed, and pinched the bridge of my nose, and we debated for about five minutes whether to say anything at all. Whether to simply post a link to Hillary’s speech about making voting easier in all states in general – which would be ignored, probably without comment.
This is one of the few sisters that I don’t have a strained relationship with, partly because we avoid talking about our politics, and social justice, like the plague around my family – they are all hardcore right wing, to a greater or lesser degree, my dad the most so, but all pretty much in tea party land and I…we are pretty damn far left. Much further left than Obama, or most of the Democrats to be honest. So we do not talk about politics to my family. Regardless of whether their reaction is anger or contempt, ridicule or lecturing on how we are wrong and they are right, it’s pretty much just useless.
However. For some things, sometimes, you just have to stand up and be counted. As it has been said, my feminism will be intersectional, or it will be bullshit. Here is my reply, copied as is, though I may add more to it later when I am not half dead from sleep deprivation.