Thursday, November 10, 2016

At Dusk We Ride

Welcome to "The Gods Are Bored," where we are emerging from a long period of mental lassitude and thwarted ambitions. These are desperate times, and no one can afford to sit around in an easy chair mindlessly clicking Like on Facebook.

 To arms, Pagans! Time to kick some butt.

After no visits from bored deities for over a year, I've got a whole house full today. There's Bellona, Athena, Freya, and The Morrigan. Macha is scrubbing the sofa cushions furiously, and Sedna is shaking her fist at the sky. Spider Woman is making us war bonnets.

At dusk we ride.

The patriarchy has emerged from the presidential election in its most primitive and brutal form. Supported by no small number of American women, a powerful team of old, lecherous and repressive white men stand poised to determine our future. They will take control of our wallets and our wombs. They will smite the oppressed and reward the affluent.

At dusk we ride to stop them.

The victors in this election cycle are calling for unity and calm. This is not what they would have given us had they emerged the losers. Why should we lie down and take this? Would they? Why should we shrug and say, "What will be, will be?" We have to MAKE what will be. And so we say

NO to repealing a woman's right to choose
NO to the Christian hegemony
NO to the curbs on collective bargaining
NO to racism and discrimination
NO to the acceptance of an unprincipled, unprepared, and undignified man as America's leader, never mind the Free World.

No. We have to fight.

Find the protest in your neighborhood. Take your ID card, water, and fury. Do it now, do it often, and be sure to do it on January 20. Really do it then. The eyes of the world are upon us.

And look at all these bored Goddesses who are with us! They aren't two-faced deities who preach love and promote slavery. They are here to protect us, but we have to follow when They take the lead. Otherwise They will give us up as a lost cause.

As for Anne, aka moi, I'm back, and I'm bad, and I offer no apology. It's all well and good to hug trees and call peace from the Quarters, but the whole world is poised to fry -- and soon -- if we choose a leafy glen and hold hands and breathe deep.

Take a shallow breath for a change. Be anxious, be angry! It's time.


City Hall
5:00 p.m.
November 10, 2016

At dusk we ride.


Nettle said...

Nice to have you back! See you at City Hall tonight.

Maebius said...


Debra She Who Seeks said...

Go get 'em!

illissemorsirion said...

Time to rise again!

Lucretia said...

Wish I could be there in body, but it's too long a commute from California. I'm with you in spirit, though!

Aquila ka Hecate said...

So much the spirit!
And welcome back!

There is Evil walking the stage of the world right now..


Terri in Joburg

Stacy Porter said...

Every day this week I've checked your blog, hoping to see a new post. I'm so happy you're back!

Anti Kate said...

So glad to see you back!

debra said...

Rock on! Not only do does the hand rock the cradle; it cradles the rock.