WOMEN in WARTIME

As the various wars of humanity flare up,  men are out in the streets,  women weep behind closed doors…or is that myth…more women are out there than we once thought possible.  Honestly, where do we women want to be during war?  Isn’t it enough that we must face the bombs as they fall and watch children and old people die?   Or have we learned and trained and opted to be behind the machines that send the bombs, in the cockpit, on the ladders, in the tanks, on the boats…is that where we want to be – part of the war machine?  If you can’t beat ’em, join ’em!  Right ladies and gents, step right up!

My last startling vision of women in war was to see turbaned Kurdish women fighters in the hills, sitting astride jeeps with guns and grime on their faces…”the worst insult for an Arab male would be to be killed by a woman, and even more insulting, by a Kurdish woman”, the warrior stated to an interviewer.  Women soldiers – not men, not Child soldiers…but in particular, Women, the other more than half of the world’s population.
Women have long been at war, but just not the war of men.  Women have long been fighting for equality, justice and rights since the beginning…we understand war, but not so much WAR as fighting for religion or capitalist ideal, but fighting for emancipation, recognition.  Imagine a whole chromosome in our cosmos gone or subjugated to the other.   What senselessness would that be?

“Each person normally has one pair of sex chromosomes in each cell. Females have two X chromosomes, while males have one X and one Y chromosome. Early in embryonic development in females, one of the two X chromosomes is randomly and permanently inactivated in cells other than egg cells. ” https://ghr.nlm.nih.gov/chromosome/X

My own experience hearing about women in wartime came from my mother’s account of her time in England during the Second World War.  Overseas, in the Red Cross, women like my mother were helping to support the Canadian soldiers who were over there fighting,  supposedly to save all our lives, even at the loss of their own.

Frances Martin Day, first published her book about women in war in 1989,
“Memoirs:  women in war “, (1942-1947) (1952-1955)  Frances, as well as my mother, was  part of the Canadian Red Cross Corps, whose motto is ‘Friends for Life’.  Life, until death, on the battlefield, or from old age.  Even today, the Red Cross Legacy carries on.  I am curious to learn more of the history now as I contemplate the larger concept of WAR and how it continues to prey on our beautiful planet world.  On a cosmic level, I see the earth as a rather large important living organ suffering series of man made infarctions, strokes, contusions, abrasions, scrapes, and climate changes.  Roberta Bondar (Canada’s first female astronaut)  described in an interview with Peter Mansbridge, of being up there in space, looking down on something she had only witnessed in images safe on the ground.  Looking at the floating globe below, she deeply realized that our planet was really the only foothold we have.   A sobering vision for her, and consequently her bravery (or folly?) of being up there, provided a new perspective for me.