Friday, November 16, 2007

We have to ask our school's permission to produce The Vagina Monologues and this is what I would like to say to our school:

Next year, I'm going to UofL for grad school, but before I go from this campus to that campus, I'm going to sign up for the best self-defense class I can find so that when I am attacked on UofL's campus, I will be able to defend myself.

This makes me ANGRY.

I don't even feel comfortable going to the grocery store by myself.

THIS makes me angry.

One in six women in this world will be raped or physically assaulted in her lifetime.

This makes me angry.

So, how do the women of my generation--who are trying desperately to nurture ourselves and grow in the midst of this mad, mad world--how do WE deal with all of the shit that surrounds us every day?

Bellarmine University, as an educational institution and as a Catholic institution, hasn't given us any answers for this. You have failed us.

I'm going to the University of Louisville next year to pursue a Master's Degree in Women and Gender Studies. That is how I choose to deal with it. But before I go, I would like to direct The Vagina Monologues on our campus.

Now, who's with me?