How to be a MAGA mama.

White women. F*cking f*ck. Ugh.

“I’ve been thinking about the rage of women for months now. A rage that did not manifest into a political movement. Or it did, but it was not the movement I anticipated. A person’s rage can set fire to the walls around them; it can liberate and ignite change. But that rage can also be the face of a white woman screaming at Ruby Bridges as she walks into school. A rage that turns on ourselves and those around us.”

-

lyz

from

Men Yell at Me

The word around town is that 52% of white women voted for Trump. I’ve gotta say, our commitment to racism, misogyny, transphobia, homophobia, xenophobia, and our own oppression is really somethin’.

As we like to remind everyone, feminism is about “choice” and it’s really so great that we choose racist misogynist fuckery every time. Be gone diversity, equity, and inclusion and hello traditional gender roles forever after hurrah. And don’t you go thinking that my gender has anything to do with anything other than my genitals silly.

Hashtag save the children.

Now, because there seems to be a growing trend of social media MAGA mamas, I thought I might get involved in the anti vaxxin’ traditional gender rollin’ eugenics totin’ heteronormativity on ‘roids mama influencer good times.

So, here is my social media Tradwife tryout…

Here, I am pictured at the zoo with the baby (and a meerkat). I am wearing a modest shirt dress. I obviously get traddy points for modesty but lose points for lack of femininity. Do I not even care about my life’s purpose to overtly perform femininity so as to constantly attract the male gaze? And do I not understand that I exist purely for the enjoyment of cis gender men. I mean, get with it lady. Now, zoom in on that sexy demure ankle of mine and you might notice that I don’t even shave my legs (JESUS MARY AND FOOTBALLERS WHO MARRY MODELS GET THE SMELLING SALTS QUICK BECAUSE MEN IN CHINOS EVERYWHERE JUST FAINTED!).

What finger is that ring on? Am I even a wife? And why only one child? Why are there not 17 blonde curly haired children of the corn surrounding me as I smile at the camera, my sunglasses hiding my dead eyes. Also, why is my child’s face smooshed out? Don’t I know that I am meant to be exploiting my child on the internet for the sake of white supremacist fundamentalist christian propaganda?

Whoa whoa whoa! Are those books? I thought we banned all of those wretched things already? Also, do I have my bosom bits out in public? Burn! Burn that witch.

This photo is included mostly because of my boobs. But I’ll pretend it’s about how being at the beach helps me to connect with God and how the negative ions mean I don’t need to vaccinate my child or something.

You’ll need to follow my TickyTockyInstaBook for more @fuckinghellwhitewomenwhattheactualfuckIfeelsoashamed

I’m so sorry. This all fucking sucks.

Satire aside. Please read the following books if you have not already:

• White Feminism by Koa Beck

• White Tears Brown Scars by Ruby Hamad

• Women, Race, and Class by Angela Davis

• All About Love by bell hooks

And then also read

Sara Petersen

’s post about the role MAGA mama/anti-feminist/anti-woke white women (plus also Candice Owens) influencers played in the election.

Please let me know other suggestions in the notes below!

---

I HOPE THAT YOU ARE ABLE TO TAKE CARE OF YOURSELVES
AND YOUR COMMUNITIES.

LOTS OF LOVE XX

---

This post was composed where I am currently staying, which is the region now known as Central Victoria. I would, therefore, like to acknowledge the people of the Kulin Nation, Traditional Custodians of the land for which I am on. I pay my respects to their Elders past and present.