HAPPY INTERNATIONAL WOMEN'S DAY!
In Russia March 8th was always a big deal. Not that I understood what it meant back then, but I loved receiving cards and mimosa flowers. I haven't seen Americans celebrate it until recently, and it is tied to women's rights now and to the fight for gender equality. There is a powerful action happening today, NOT THERE. Imagine if women weren't there. Go check it out and spread the word.
In Soviet Union it was mostly tied to the woman worker being at the front of the revolutionary movement, while that same woman not only worked an equal amount of hours if not more than men, but also cooked, did laundry, raised children, and did sewing or other work on the side to get some more money while the typical Soviet husband drank beer with his feet up on the kitchen table and philosophized with his buddies on politics, economy, vodka prices and the hardship of life, your typical sissy still holding on to his mother's skirt (many men live with their mothers in Russia into deep adulthood) and bred on the patriarchic milk. I have brushed with this myself in my family and battled with it like mad, eventually escaping it and fleeing to US.
In Russia the outward lie was, we care for our women, we care for the women of the world (the obligatory image of women of color was stuck in every propaganda material). Etc. Etc. I can go on forever.
Things are changing, but not fast enough. We all take part in our fight for gender equality. My fight is writing books. So off I will go writing them. Here is a Soviet vintage International Women's Day postcard for you. Enjoy.