The last week of my life has been somewhat of a flurry. Waking up at 5 am, not coming home until 12 am, and trying my best to stay sane have crowded out the normal cache of earthly pleasure I indulge, such as sleeping or speaking to another human being. In the midst of this chaos, I had my weekly meeting with Cassidy and Stacy and was reminded why I work so hard.
It's not uncommon to see hard working women busting their asses and getting equal or lesser opportunities, accolades, and power as their male counterparts who can't be bothered to rely on anything beyond privilege to become successful. And as I conversed with the two about women in the film industry, or lack thereof, I proudly announced that I would be seeing the RBG documentary on Sunday. We then began to stan justice Ginsburg, gushing over how much we all admire her. After all, it's not very often that a 5'1" baddie comes along and absolutely rocks the political world.
The film, like the woman, was absolutely marvelous. The opening sequence includes shots of white male politician effigies, coupled with voice over narration of right-wing political commentators severely attacking Ginsburg. The pacing of the shots used the narration to breath new life into relic ideologies solidified in bronze. The midpoint of the film covers the expansive successes of Ruth's early career, providing a respite in the ongoing political narrative of equal rights battling regressive politics. At the end, however, it covers Ginsburg's open disdain for then presidential candidate, and now current president Trump. The mostly chronological progression of events stays true to reality, yet it also demonstrates the constant struggle that is human rights. But, instead of ending the film focusing on how far we've got to go, it highlighted how far RBG has helped us come, and how much more she is still doing.
As I sit in a dark theater internally fangirling over a woman roughly the same tiny size as me, I was floored by what a true badass RBG really is. Think about the balls it takes to read dissent after dissent, unapologetically championing your beliefs to a room full of people who don't understand why they should care. How difficult it must've been to be the only woman on a court full of men who aren't accustomed to constantly proving their worth, as women are. And what a bad bitch to still maintain a cool demeanour, rocking her idgaf attitude alongside some icy collars.
And don't get me started on mufuckkin Marty 😍😍😍
Her late hubby, Martin Ginsburg, was Ruthie's #1 fan and an excellent example of non toxic masculinity. For example, many men are threatened by powerful, strong women, maintaining the belief that men should be the breadwinners, and that it is the man's duty to have a successful career and the woman's duty to support him. But Marty? Marty cheered her on the whole way through, confident in his own successes to the point that Ruth's accomplishments didn't bother him, but excited him the way they should excite any spouse. What's even more beautiful is that his love for her never wavered, and he always let her be the most authentic version of herself. A standing ovation all around. So when the documentary got to Martin's death, you bet your ass I was crying in the club. Hard.
Ginsburg's successes are owed to her tenacious work ethic, her loving family, and the intrinsic desire to do the right thing. Even at the age of 85 she still does 20 push-ups at least 3 times a week. Like damn, this old lady probably has more upper body strength than I do. She is living proof that a woman can be a successful mother and wife and still having a flourishing career, while at the same time protecting those women who don't choose to focus on all three. She is an icon as far as I am concerned, and most definitely the baddest bitch. The film does an excellent job of capturing her myriad accomplishments in an exhilarating fashion, showcasing information from those closest to her and even featuring interviews from plaintiffs of her cornerstone cases. If you haven't seen this movie, get your ass into the theater.
As I sat across from Stacy and Cassidy I took pride in our mutual love for film. Though it is an industry steeped in sexism like any other, it is something we are profoundly passionate about. I thought about how frequently I have to exert my competence in the professional world, and the flawless standard women are held to in society. But without women like us, these remarkable stories may never get told, and THAT is why we work hard.
Ruth Bader Sinsburg