Fifty years ago, brave women and men marched for voting rights because their belief in justice was greater than their fear. In places like Selma, AL, and surrounding counties, all it took was being black and in the wrong place at the wrong time to get you murdered.
Defenders are a core group of supporters who have said they'll give their time to defend Planned Parenthood, the health services they provide, and the people who rely on them — in what just may be the fight of our lives.
By supporting legislation and securing funding for programs, they look after our physical, mental, and economic well-being.
We have a long history of public engagement — from fighting for suffrage, integration and health care — and we need our Defenders to advance our causes.
There’s always more than one way to tell a story. Our community’s storytellers not only report what’s going on in the world, they put race, gender and social justice at the center. They uncover racial injustice in access to health care and denounce efforts to defund Planned Parenthood. They include our voices, and they tell the stories that urgently must be heard.
Even when they’ve reached the top of the corporate hierarchy, our Power Players have not forgotten their roots. They leverage their power and influence to fund new initiatives and to empower a new generation of leadership. Thanks to these leaders, African-American issues are represented in boardrooms around the world.
African-American women understand Planned Parenthood. They understand Planned Parenthood’s commitment to providing quality health care and eliminating health disparities; they understand Planned Parenthood’s commitment to bodily integrity and self-determination; and they understand Planned Parenthood’s vision for a world of social justice where people are able to fulfill their highest dreams. These issues are essential to African Americans.
Not on my watch. Perhaps each generation is called on to safeguard the freedoms, peace, and opportunity of the generation before and advance justice just a little further in their own lifetime. I recall listening as my parents – children of the 1960s – spoke proudly, passionately, and frequently of their participation in the civil rights era. In some ways it never fully sank in until now.