I had an Aunt, reserved woman, but honest. She was the first woman born in the entire family to be born with the right to vote. She managed to chisel herself a career in civil service for her entire adult life, never married, through all the rather distasteful attitudes she’d deal with on a daily basis.
Even she kept a copy of the constitution in her purse, a document that forbade her own mother from being able to vote well into adulthood.
Way I see it, our nation as such beautifully unceasing promise behind it, and they’re damn afraid of that fact.



That’s actually quite the improvement. I remember back when I had the lovely choice between an actual hourly train that would take you within a literal days walk of your destination with the entire route having the constant risk of you being run over, the local bus route which requried switching three busses even to leave town, with another 5 or 6 easily to reach close walking distance to where you’d be going the next town over, or the good old fashioned route of just driving there which took a good hour and a half if you were going anywhere important and had the added bonus of constant risk of being run off the road from our local drivers.
To be fair these days it’s a lot better, the bus route only takes three swaps at worst, and the bus drivers only ocasionally start driving like they are formula 1 racers on their way to take a pit stop in the middle of goddamn nowhere.