Yesterday was International Women’s Day. Feminists encouraged women to make a statement by making it “A Day Without A Woman” and to not “engage in paid and unpaid work” among other things. I guess that means leaving employers in the lurch and kids and home uncared for? No thanks.
And quite frankly, I’m tired of protests. It’s nauseating.
I was proud though, of the March for Life this year, and the stark contrast it was to the lewd displays of the Women’s March. So I wanted to share my thoughts about it, published in the National Catholic Register last month. I have a suspicion, friends, you will each find yourself somewhere inside: