All last week I was getting hyped up about the annual International Women’s Day and thinking and writing and thinking and social media-ing about the day. I started to explore why the holiday existed and what it meant to me.
International Women’s Day was launched after a long history of women fighting for good working conditions and fair treatment, after a tragic fi
re killing female factory workers where male bosses paid a fine of $20 for the loss of over 100 lives. Though demonstrations for Women’s Day began early in the 1900s, it did not become an official holiday until the United Nations declared it so in 1977.
So, here we are friends, in 2016, still fighting for equality in the workplace, basic rights like access to female reproductive health care, and justice for gender based violence. 100 years after the first protests for international women’s day, we are still fighting for nearly the same thing. Anyone else frustrated?
YES we have made advances and achievements and I have the right to vote and my working conditions are better than they were 100 years ago, BUT, the problems persist.
So forgive me for not being optimistic about International Women’s Day. As I have been reflecting on it more and more I have become almost resentful of the holiday, offended. Though I am all for celebrating the advances we have made, the holiday seems to just point out the obvious of how far we have to go despite all of the funding and attention placed on the topic.
I am posting this now purposely not on the official Women’s Day, because I decided that by having only one day, we are not doing justice to the work that needs to be done, the revolution that we need to create.
I wake up every day and I am a woman. It is my day. EVERY DAMN DAY. I want every day to be International Women’s Day.
I want the world’s politicians to pay attention to the glaring problems that women face EVERY DAY.
I want employers to reflect upon how their actions perpetuate inequality in the work place EVERY DAY.
And I want us to live a world where we don’t need a holiday for women because we are equal players in the global economy, in politics, in revolutions, and in daily life. If we achieved equality that we are all fighting for and talking about on March 8, we wouldn’t need a day to recognize how bad the situation still is.
This blog is about action. I am not here to complain, I am here to reflect on how I can make changes in my life as an individual, but hopefully spark some change among those who read this.
So, what do we do about it?
I will still recognize and celebrate International Women’s Day every March 8th, and I plan to elevate the holiday’s importance in my life. Much like people make New Year’s resolutions, I have decided that each year I will recognize the holiday by making Gender Inequality Revolution Resolutions and I will encourage those around me to do the same.
This year, my Gender Inequality Revolution Resolutions are three-fold:
1) Build up the women and men around me, not tear them down, with actions and with words.
2) Start a blog series on the not famous women of the world who are fighting a quiet or loud revolution with their words and actions.
3) Finish and publish my women’s empowerment book.
I know that these actions won’t be enough to bring us equality but this year it is what I can do and what I will do. These are my revolution resolutions.
Will you join me in making every day women’s day?
Will you join me in making gender inequality revolution resolutions?