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A Song to Hit the Notes

 Today, I heard a song twice. This may not be unusual, but I generally only listen to music on my drive to and from work. However, today's mood called for one more listening session while prepping for tomorrow.

Josh was video chatting with his mom about technology (which could be several posts in themselves) and my brain said "no more noise we didn't choose". For context, my 8th graders don't know how to not make noise: quiet (stage) whispers, dragging furniture instead of picking it up, dragging their feet/shoes instead of picking them, and so on. In short, in went the headphones and on went the playlist.

While I do have a playlist on my phone titled "Feminine Rage", that was not the playlist I put on. Instead, Spotify created one of those daily playlists titled "Dark Pop Pixie Tuesday Evening" which oddly enough, worked for me :) The song I heard twice? "Feminine Rage" by Peggy (2024).

The song uses historic/mythic women's situations: Medusa, Helen of Troy, Persephone, Juliet (she wasn't even 14, yet), Circe, Anne Boleyn, Marie Antoinette, Ophelia, etc. with a repeated line about "you wonder why there's so much feminine rage". While the focus is on the "hidden" stories, the general consensus is that the patriarchy isn't working, and hasn't through history. I think many people, at least in my corner of Threads, can relate, even if they aren't in these specific situations (we've all had a boss [perhaps a woman trying to show her power to a man?] who has thrown us under the bus).

Though feminine rage can move mountains (truly, I've been blessed to learn some lessons on that), I do believe all people working together can make the changes necessary for our world to move forward. There are plenty of lessons in history from Lilith through today to learn, adapt, and make the progress. 

I'll end with another favorite lyric from my favorite playlist 😀: This is a man's world/Man made/But a woman made a man - Morgan St. John (2023) 

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