Ashley Judd and Everyday Sexism

Ashley Judd

I’m beginning to suspect that there is something really emotionally wrong with Ashley Judd.

And by “wrong,” I mean “cart her to the booby-hatch” wrong.

The other day, Ashley posted a Facebook video chronicling her harrowing experience with what she deemed “everyday sexism.”

See, an airport worker called her “sweetheart.”

And worse, you know what he did next?

He …. *sniff* … he … touched her!

And how did he touch her?

Did he touch her arm? Her shoulder? Her hoo-hah?

Well, she doesn’t go into details – which leads me to suspect it was a harmless touch.

Did I mention the guy also complimented her dress?

Man. I’m just burning up about this. Burning! My skin is burning and my feet are burning and I–

No. Wait. That’s just my Lupus flare.

So shaken by this display of misogynistic violence, Ashley rushed to Airport Security to report it.

Not really!!!

She got out her phone and filmed a Facebook video.

Because that’s what you do when you are traumatized beyond measure by “everyday sexism.”

Sometimes I feel like I’m Rip van Winkle. I fell asleep in Normal World, and woke up in some bizarro alternate universe where complimenting a woman’s dress and calling her sweetheart is the equivalent of rape.

I have a sweatshirt that reads:
“Love Jesus
Hug your people
And give blood”

It was my late friend Corinne’s email sign-off during her battle against lymphoma.

So I memorialized this saying on a shirt.

One Sunday, I was checking out at the grocery store. And once the cashier finished bagging my groceries, he came around the counter and embraced me.

At first I was surprised. My body language pretty much screams, “If I can swing my arms and hit you, you’re standing too close to me.”

But then I remembered I was wearing that sweatshirt.

So I hugged him back. And he said to me, “God bless your day.”

To Ashley Judd, this is an example of “everyday sexism.”

Whereas I saw it for what it was – an expression of love from one Christian to another.

I lived in the south for a few years. And folks there tend to call you “hon” or “darlin’” or, yes, even “sweetheart.” There’s no insidious subtext. It’s just the way they are.

And only someone who wants to find evil intent where none exists would tremble with outrage over it.

Only someone desperate to claim the mantle of Victim would react the way Ashley Judd has.

And it’s a sad, sad way to live.

There is real violence against women.

Honor killings, acid attacks, female genital mutilation, being sold into sex slavery, stonings, and yes, rape.

And by trying to equate being called “sweetheart” to that that kind of violence only minimizes the horror actual victims of violence suffer.

Ashley, honey. Sweetheart. Get help.

And get over yourself.

Let’s give Mark Steyn and Dana Loesch the final word on Ashley’s crusade against “everyday sexism.”

Because it’s absolutely perfect.

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2 thoughts on “Ashley Judd and Everyday Sexism

  • August 11, 2017 at 5:33 pm

    I think I saw Ashley the other day, screaming at kids to get off her lawn!

  • August 11, 2017 at 11:24 pm

    I grew up in the South, and live in the “Deep South” as they say. Come to think of it , so did Me. Judd. So “gettin all het up” about being called sweetheart, or darling, or honey…. good grief, that could be an all day long deal, ’round here anyways.

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