The finger.

An open note (get it? because it is on my blog that no one but my mom reads) to my BFF, Hannah regarding the middle finger:

I am reflecting back on the dirty looks and middle finger you gave those republic presidential candidates at the Michigan primaries. At first I was a bit reluctant to admire this behavior. I was a quite stoned and maintaining the more passive "live and let live" and "lets just get along" attitude.

But then I thought about it is more and I realized that this behavior was just fighting fire with fire. I feel like I get the middle finger from both candidates every time they advocate outlawing safe access to family planning services and health care. You tell me how a lady is supposed to get her pap without funding to PPH?

Their idea of family planning is "having women keep an aspirin between their knees," presumably to keep our legs shut. Well I will tell you what, and I only speak for myself, but keeping my legs shut is not always my strong point, and therefore I want to be safe IF and WHEN I decide to have sex. Also it is not enough to keep family planning services LEGAL and SAFE, I also want affordable access to this health care.

So in conclusion, the finger and stink face were justified in my eyes. As a woman that values her access to oral contraceptive and affordable yearly paps (via Planned Parenthood), I want to say thank you for giving the finger on my behalf. It was really more like you were returning the finger that they already gave to us regarding access to birth control.

And I know this might be twisted to think about, but if Romney becomes President we can say "remember when you gave the president the finger?" And then I will be like, "hope we don't have cervical cancer." And then you will be like, "we can't even afford the aspirin between our knees."

Thanks for letting me preach to the choir.

For some gospel-ish music I will leave you with this Doobie Brothers Song. Michael McDonald cracks me up.