How we listen to the news

Is different.

If we are from the upper middle class, we hear a different story than if we are from the wrong side of the tracks.

If we are people of colour, we hear something else.

If we are from a particular tribe, religion or belief, the stories we hear are coloured through that lens.

If we are a woman, we hear another story.

Same story, different experience, framed by context.

Oftentimes, these stories collide, as with a woman of colour from the side of the tracks who has never been provided access to the other side with any ease or invitation.

I was listening to the news this morning as a woman who has never known racism, but who has known sexism and ageism. I have also known the pain of not being able to make the rent as a single mother.

The news terrified me. Two stories, far apart, yet so deeply entwined.

One story is from Afghanistan. About the absolute suppression of women, refusing them education. Refusing them the possibility of leaving their house. Captives. Now cutting them off from the internet.

The other story was the gathering of 800 US generals by the facsimile of the facsimile of the leader of the Department of Defence, or do they now call it the Department of War.

The lecturing about the generals and the US military returning (I doubt it was ever there, so not really returning) to a hypermasculine culture of lethal killers. No room for diversity. Cookie cutters of each other. I could well imagine Hegseth and his boss captured by the vision of the military parades of China and Russia. Humans as machines. All alike. All precise.

Of course, to create a military machine of hypermasculine order following robots — no questions asked — needs a set of conditions to be in place first. And those sets of conditions are almost all in place now.

The enemy is within the US said the president. Specifically, the Democratic Left.

The stage is set.

Women, back to the kitchen, the trad wife. Obey your husband, said Charlie Kirk. My rights, my agency, threatened, even as far away as Australia, by these dinosaurs.

But worse, the lurching around the world into the darkness of erasure. All the centuries of civil rights acts null and voided.

All hail the hypermasculine leaders. All hail. Have we not heard these words before in the back and white reels of history?

It is incredibly sad as it is simultaneously scary. Men do not gain in this equation. To be forced to be the killing machine, the earning machine, the macho machine. Fail at this and be shamed.

Everyone loses in a world of minority supremacy over everyone else, even the minority supremacists. (Eventually.)

Diversity is required for existence. Monopoly, same-same, cookie cutters, compliance without question, this is not how life works. If we do indeed go all the way to this world aspired to by the hypermasculine dude machine, then it will last for but a moment. The seeds of its fracture are sown into the design of its existence, like it or not.

Life and aliveness are the Yin and the Yang.

Photo Taken October 1st 2025, Article published October 1st, 2025

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