"I am an ugly woman!"

The feminist manifesto on the "female march" in Washington. Video

On January 21, “female marches” passed around the world. One of the most numerous shares took place in Washington, where about half a million people gathered on the march. On it, the actress and human rights activist Ashley Jadd read the monologue Nina Donovan, a 19-year-old student from Tennessee (in the original it sounds like this ). Donovan wrote this text after Donald Trump, Donald Trump, called Hillary Clinton during the debate of US presidential candidates. "Medusa" shows how Ashley Jadd read a monologue and gives its full decoding.

My name is Ashley Jadd, and I am a feminist. I convey hello to Independence Avenue, which I have behind me, and to everyone to the very 17th street-and I want to convey to you the words of Nina Donovan, a 19-year-old girl from Middle, Tennessee. She allowed me to quote her.

“I am an ugly woman. But I'm not as ugly as a man who looks like taking the baths of crumbs from Cheetos chips. As a person whose words are knocked down from the sense of America. Words authorized by electors; Words full of hatred poisoning our national anthem. But I'm not as nasty as [tattoos] of the flags of the Confederations that people stuff themselves in my city. Maybe the south will really raise his head once. Maybe for some he never lowered it. Blacks are still in the shackles and graves-simply because they are black. Slavery was reborn into a prison system - in front of people who believe that melanin [ dark skin pigment ] is a sign of animal skin.

I am not as ugly as the swastika on the LGBT Flag, I did not know that the devil could be resurrected, but I feel the spirit of Hitler in the streets. The mustache was replaced by a wig. The Nazis came up with transitional therapy [psychiatric practice aimed at “changing” sexual orientation], these new gas chambers that expel gays from America and turn rainbows into suicide. I am not as nasty as racism, fraud, conflict of interests, homophobia, sexual harassment, hatred of transgender people, conviction of the superiority of the white race, mizoginia, ignorance, white privileges ... As when your daughter ( about the daughter of Donald Trump Ivanka-approx. Medusa) becomes “Medusa” ) Dreams ”with their own genes.

Yes, I am an ugly woman - a loud, vulgar, proud woman.

I am not as ugly as the duet of Trump and Pence, which they slip me in a voting booth. I am ugly as the struggle of my grandmothers for my right to vote. I am ugly as a war for the equality of salaries. Scarlett Johansson ( also performed on the “female march” in Washington - approx. Medusa ), why did the actresses be paid last year two times less compared to the actors? You see, even when we set us for a highly paid work, our income is still cut off with testosterone blades. Why is the cost of labor of black or Latin American women 63% and 54% of what the privileged daughter of a white man receives? This is not a feminist myth. This is inequality. We are not here to expose us. We came to be respected. We came to be ugly.

I am ugly, like blood on a sheet. We actually do not choose whether we will have menstruation-and when they begin. Believe me, if you could choose, some of us would make our choice. We do not like to throw your favorite underwear. Tell me, why are the gaskets and tampons are still taxed ( in most US states, female hygiene products are not considered essential items, therefore, they are taxed on sales - approx. Medusa ), but Viagra and Rogaine [remedy against baldness] - no? Is your erection more important than protection against the sacred dirty part of my female nature? And the traces of blood on my jeans are more embarrassing than your baldness?

I know how difficult it is to look at my own rights and privileges. You can get scared of the truth. But I'm not afraid to be honest. Maybe all this sounds small. But this is only part of a huge pile of everything that should change before my eyes. But I can't see anything. My eyes are too busy - they look down and pray to my feet so that no one takes my gaze for the desire of physical contact. Half of my life I “fastened” my smile, hoping that you will not think that I want to unfasten your jeans.

I’m not afraid to be a nasty thing, because I am as nasty as Susan, Elizabeth, Eleanor, Amelia, Rose, Gloria, Condoliza, Sonya, Malala, Michelle, Hillary!

And our vaginas are not for you to grab them. And in order to remind you, our walls are now more powerful than the walls of America will ever be. Our vaginas are for our pleasure. They are in order to give birth to generations of dirty, vulgar, ugly, proud Christians, Muslims, Buddhists, Sikhs and so on, for new generations of ugly women. And if you are an ugly woman or love this, I want to hear how you say: "Yes, damn it."