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You Don't Own Me: Why I voted early & voted for Obama

Kicking back for a few weeks, giving myself a moment to rebound from a hysterectomy. Just had to share this terrific message from Leslie Gore and friends.
I voted early because I knew I wouldn't be able to stand in line so soon after major surgery, and I voted for Obama.
Big Reason #1: I was diagnosed with blood cancer when I was a young stay-at-home mom, so I am now uninsurable without the protections offered by Obamacare. I'm just one example of how the old healthcare system drastically discriminated against women striving to be entrepreneurs and small business owners.
Big Reason #2: Post-surgery, I'm now dependent on estrogen support, but even if I was using these same hormones for contraception, satan worship or the secret in my barbecue sauce, drugs prescribed to me are my own private business, and no governmental or religious entity should be able to come between me, my doctor and the choices I deem appropriate for my own body. In the big picture, we absolutely cannot allow ourselves to be dragged back to the bad old days of limitations on choice when it comes to reproductive health. (Noting that we never hear vehement arguments about limiting access to Viagra for moral reasons.)
Big Reason #3: I don't believe our economy will thrive if we continue to allow irreparable damage to our environment or if we allow a decent education to be downgraded from necessity to luxury or if we allow half the population to be robbed of our rights over our own bodies. Talk about women in binders...
Not me. I'm unbound, Mr. Romney, and I intend to stay that way. You're wealthy enough to buy pretty much anything, but you don't own me.


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