The women were innocent and defenseless. And by the end of the
night, they were barely alive.
Forty prison guards wielding clubs and their warden's blessing
went on a rampage against the thirty-three helpless women wrongly
accused of "obstructing sidewalk traffic."
They beat Lucy Burn, chained her hands to the cell bars above her
head and left her hanging for the night, bleeding and gasping for
air.
They hurled Dora Lewis into a dark cell, smashed her head against
an iron bed, and knocked her out cold. Her cell mate, Alice Cosu,
thought Lewis was dead and suffered a heart attack.
Additional affidavits describe the guards grabbing, dragging,
beating, choking, slamming, pinching, twisting, and kicking the
women.
Thus unfolded the "Night of Terror" on November 15, 1917, when
the warden of Occoquan Workhouse in Virginia ordered his guards to
teach a lesson to the suffragists imprisoned there because they
dared to picket Woodrow Wilson's White House for the right to
vote.
For weeks, the women's only water came from an open pail. Their
food—all of it colorless slop—was infested with worms.
When one of the leaders, Alice Paul, embarked on a hunger strike,
they tied her to a chair, forced a tube down her throat, and poured
liquid into her until she vomited. She was tortured like this for
weeks until word was smuggled out to the press.
So, refresh my memory.
Some women won't vote this year because, why exactly? We have
carpool duties? We have to get to work? Our vote doesn't matter?
It's raining?
Connie Schultz
3:07:18
bed dark sleepy
It's late and my laptop battery is low, so I'll save some of my
rambling for later. You'd be better off watching the Randy Pausch speech
anyway. (Sure right NOW it's linked on this page three separate times,
but what about posterity?! Sidebar widgets care nothing for
posterity!)
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Marilyn C. Cole (email), 27, New York City, an apartment in the
Hamilton Heights end of Harlem, since August 2006. Before that,
Atlanta, Georgia for seven years, through a Georgia Tech computer
science degree and three years of learning how to be a grown-up and
still have fun. Before that, ten years in Savannah, the place that
gives her stability, that she considers to be home. Before that,
short stints in middle Georgia next to a lake; on Tybee Island next
to the beach; in a suburb of Dallas, Texas during the peak of
Dallas (the nighttime soap opera); the middle of Oklahoma for
the birth of her little brother; and Nashville, Tennessee, where she
greeted this mad messed up world.
Attending New York University's Courant Institute of Mathematical
Sciences, taking coursework toward her Masters in Computer Science,
with debatable ambitions in the direction of a Ph.D. in something or
other.
Simply head over heels for a
musician whose songs makes her
woozy, whose words make her happy, who she wants to marry one day.
Strawberry-blonde hair, blue-green-yellow eyes, pale skin
with freckles.
academia,
acoustic guitar,
acting intelligent, adventures in the car,
after-rain smell, alanis morissette, angelina jolie, ani difranco,
articulateness, artificial intelligence, audrey hepburn, avocados,
bad pick up lines, beauty, being egotistical, being insecure, ben
folds, bertrand russell, bisexuality, björk, black eyeliner,
blackberries, bloody marys, books,
britney spears, bubble baths, candy, cat power, cemeteries, cheap red
wine, collar bones, conan o'brien, cooking, cool points, crisp pickle
spears, dancing, dar williams, daria, death cab for cutie,
dismemberment plan, douglas coupland,
drinking, drugs, eating outside, eeevil, elvis costello, english
accents, etiquette, falling in love,
feminism, firefly, fishnets,
flowers, freaks and geeks, frolicking, fun, getting my way, gilmore
girls, gin and tonics, girls, google, grammatical correctness, greek
mythology, hal9000, handwritten letters, happiness, harold and maude,
harry potter, harry/draco, homemade t-shirts, hot hot baths,
intelligence, jem, joel, kids in the hall, kissing, kittens,
knee-high socks, knitting, late night conversations, laughing, life,
luna lovegood, magnetic poetry, making things, margaret atwood, math,
max rebo, mazzy star, messy hair, milk, mirah, modest mouse, my
computer, my mama and
daddy
and little bro,
night swimming, nintendo, nonsense, not waiting,
nudity, new york, originality, pi, pie,
pillows, pinky and the brain, radiohead, rainer maria, reading in the
bathtub, red popsicles, richard bach, road trips,
robots, rocking
out, roller coasters, sandals, sarcasm, seduction,
sexuality, shoes,
sifl & olly, simon & garfunkel, simone de beauvoir, singing very
loudly, skirts that twirl, sleep, songs: ohia, soup, stars, staying
up too late, subversive literature, sushi, swings, sylvia plath,
tetris, thai food, the beach, the color pink,
the history channel, the month of october, the simpsons, the smell of
bookstores, the windows down, the word indeed, thrift stores,
thunderstorms, virginia woolf, weezer, wet trampolines, winks, words.
