Tuesday, August 11, 2020

August is Women's Suffrage Month - 100 Years - The Vote

It’s the Centennial Anniversary month of one of the most important Constitutional Amendments.  All of the amendments are relevant with importance, but I’m rather biased about this one. On August 18, 1920, the 19th Amendment which gives women the right to vote in this country was ratified.  Two weeks later on August 26, 1920, US Secretary of State Bainbridge Colby formally announced this amendment as being an official part of the Constitution of the United States of America.  While the campaign for women’s suffrage began in the 1820s, the “official” fight was launched in 1848 with the first Women’s Convention in Seneca Falls, NY.  Susan B. Anthony, Elizabeth Cady Stanton, and Lucretia Mott were influential suffragists of that time (Anthony and Stanton formed the National Woman Suffrage Movement in 1869).  It took 72 years from that convention to win the fight; many of us feel it continues in other ways today.
One hundred years isn’t so long ago.  If we put it into perspective, a large portion of people who read this blog were born, married, and had children in the 20th century.  Many of us had parents or grandparents (or others who factored significantly in our lives) who were born before this right was won.  In the 20th Century, prior to 1920, some important inventions and events of note: the vacuum cleaner, air conditioning, the electrocardiogram, radar, radio broadcasting, electric washing machines, sonar, the Kodak Brownie camera, the Model T automobile, silent movies and “talkies”, the first operation of the New York Subway system occurred as did the Wright Brothers powering that infamous flight at Kitty Hawk, and then there was the Titanic.  Before women could vote.  Think about it.  While men of color faced obstacles in voting at polling places in the south, the right to vote was guaranteed to them in 1870 with the ratification of the 15th Amendment. It took another fifty years for women; prior to that females were viewed as property of the central male figure in their life (father, husband, brother, etc).  Married women couldn’t own property, and had no legal claim to money they might earn or have inherited.  Again, think about it.  Property, servant, poor relation, wife, mother. Imagine giving birth to a son knowing he would be entitled to rights you’d never have yourself; worse might be having a daughter and worrying about her fate which would be completely out of your control.
We stand on the shoulders of all the women who came before us, but especially the women who fought and demanded women have the vote.  They suffered tremendously for it.  The first march on Washington, D.C. occurred in 1913 and was by the women’s suffrage movement demanding the right to vote. They stole President Woodrow Wilson’s inauguration thunder by marching in front of the White House the day before his big event in an attempt to bring attention to this issue.  Many were arrested and tortured.  They were known as “suffragists” in the US because the suffragettes (their UK counterparts) used vandalism, destruction, and physical acts of violence to get their point across.  The suffragists thought they stood a better chance of succeeding by using peaceful tactics, and the name association might undermine their efforts.  For seven years after that march on Washington, these “Silent Sentinels” as they were known because they only picketed and held signs, were tortured, beaten, arrested, humiliated, incarcerated, force-fed with tubes up their nostrils, (and suffered many other inhumane indignities) simply because they demanded the right to vote.  In 1920, they succeeded, beating their UK counterparts by eight years.
It’s significant to note that some women could vote in certain parts of the US prior to it becoming a right for all women in every state (having equal voting rights as men); it was the same in the UK where certain “conditions” granted it.  The Wyoming Territory was the first to grant its female citizens the right to vote in 1869. Eventually, Colorado, Utah, Idaho, the Alaska Territory, Arizona, Arkansas, California, Illinois, Indiana, Kansas, Michigan, Montana, Nebraska, Nevada, New York, North Dakota, Oklahoma, Oregon, South Dakota, and Washington followed suit by 1918.
The first Suffrage Proposal, which would eventually become the 19th Amendment, was introduced to Congress in 1878, and was rejected; in 1890, the National American Woman Suffrage Association (NAWSA) was established.  Some important names to remember who were instrumental in seeing what was initially referred to as the Susan B. Anthony Amendment passed and ratified were Alice Paul, Lucy Burns, and Carrie Chapman Catt.
Alice Paul
Alice Paul and Lucy Burns founded the National Woman’s Party, and were leaders who organized the two-and-a-half-year-vigil of picketing in front of the White House during Woodrow Wilson’s administration.  They silently protested six days per week, holding signs and marching.  During this time, many of the over 2,000 women who participated were harassed, arrested and unjustly treated by local and national authorities, including the torture and abuse inflicted on them before and during the infamous November 14, 1917 “Night of Terror” at Occoquan Workhouse in Virginia. Carrie Chapman Catt opposed the protests, believing it hurt the cause.
Lucy Burns
Of all of the women, Lucy Burns was arrested the most.  She eventually retired from the cause after 1920, saying it was time other women step forward and take on the fight. She died in 1966.  Alice Paul would eventually pen the Equal Rights Amendment, introducing it in 1923, and seeing it passed in 1972 while pushing the fight until her death in 1977. However, the Equal Rights Amendment (ERA) was never ratified.  Of note, the 19th Amendment is the only amendment to the constitution that mentions the word ‘woman’; the only right guaranteed to women is the federal right to vote.
There is so much history and an endless roll call of names instrumental in getting all women the same voting rights as men.  I’m surprised at just how many women in this country do not know their history; equally surprising is the number of women who choose not to exercise their precious right to vote.  History is important.
Finally, I’d like to share the beginning of a play that I’ve been working on that is based on a fictional meeting between Alice Paul and Nellie Bly.  Lucy Burns plays a role in it, as does a fictional character by the name of Adelia Jones.  It opens with an explanation of its title, Silent Sentinels, and with a soliloquy by Lucy Burns. Please keep in mind it is a rough, first draft.  I can only hope that one day it will see the stage.
As always, please remember that copyright applies, and equally as always…thank you for continuing to read my work.



SILENT SENTINELS

By Veronica Randolph Batterson
©Veronica Randolph Batterson 2019



On November 14, 1917, 33 women (after multiple arrests for nearly two years) had once again been arrested and were being held in Virginia’s notorious Occoquan Workhouse. Their “crime” involved silently marching in front of the White House in an appeal to President Woodrow Wilson to give women the right to vote. They marched and they held signs. On that fateful night, they suffered brutal physical abuse at the hands of those who held them incarcerated, under the directive of a judge who had grown tired of sentencing them.  Later known as The Night of Terror, the suffragists were tortured, with one having a heart attack after being physically thrown by a guard.  Lucy Burns spent the entire night handcuffed with her hands above her head.  Because she refused to eat, eventually it would take five guards to hold her down while they force fed her by shoving a tube up her nostril, causing severe nose bleeds. Of all the well-known suffragists, Burns spent the most time in jail.

Eventually, public outrage at how these women were treated would force Wilson to call a special session in May of 1919.  The Susan B. Anthony Amendment was passed in June of 1919, and was ratified in August of 1920.  The 19th Amendment to the Constitution finally guaranteed women the right to vote due to the bravery of over 2,000 women who, throughout a 2 ½ year vigil, picketed silently and were harassed, arrested and unjustly treated by authorities.  These suffragists were known as the Silent Sentinels.

While it is probable that Nellie Bly and Alice Paul might have known each other, there is no record they ever met, nor any record Bly ever reached out to either Paul or Lucy Burns.  The Bly/Paul encounter is fictional, as is the character of Adelia.





Act One

Scene One

Open.
Setting: a park in Brooklyn, NY. November, 1921
There is a bench, covered with snow. LUCY BURNS appears clutching an open letter. She is distraught and paces before wiping the snow from the bench and sitting down on it. She is alone.


LUCY BURNS

This horrible woman! (she shakes the letter and reads it aloud) ‘I am certain you realize that public interest is great. Why not inform the readers what has happened to the suffragists of yesterday?’ (she stops reading) Yesterday? The gall. Does she not realize that we are still fighting? Fighting the demons of yesterday that no one would understand, including herself, that’s what. Fighting for our sanity and peace. Hoping someone else will take up the fight for tomorrow? Fighting for simply being left alone. (she weeps, then continues looking up) Why is it that I feel such dislike for this woman? Did I not march and endure the unspeakable so that all women, including those such as herself, would have opportunity and see their rights equal to men realized? Try as I might, I cannot shake the feeling of resentment toward her, and those like her. Those who chose to sit at home, knitting or saying ‘yes, dear’ to their husbands who no more thought they deserved the vote than the ones who cuffed me to a jail cell while I bled from my nose. (she stares, and in barely a whisper continues) Even now, after all that, they will more than likely never vote, thinking they do not deserve to, and believing those same men who tell them they cannot. What was the fight for then? (she stands) If they had just taken part, perhaps they would know the sacrifice it took to give them the right they do not exercise. (she stares in a trance as lights dim over her)

Audience hears what LUCY BURNS is remembering: the roll call of each woman incarcerated in Occoquan. As each woman says her name, a spotlight appears behind her, disappearing as the next is called.


Offstage

LUCY BURNS’ VOICE:  Roll Call!

©Veronica Randolph Batterson 2019
  

Thursday, August 6, 2020

Her Story

This month marks the centennial anniversary of the 19th Amendment being ratified, giving women the right to vote in the United States. I'm working on a blog post about this and hope to share it in a couple of days. The following is a poem I wrote recently. The words came to me quickly and it reads like song lyrics I think. The photo is a painting in progress, too. While I still have quite a bit more to do it, any amount of painting I can do is something I'm proud of due to some history I've shared here in past posts. Acrylic on canvas. As always, thanks for reading. Also, as always, copyright applies.


Her Story 

By Veronica Randolph Batterson 
©Veronica Randolph Batterson 2020

Driving down that dirt road 
Taking her back…to football games, high school dances 
In her memories 
Tried to fit in, now she feels so old. 

Where’d time go? 
Scraped knees, mud pies and fireflies
Learning to drive 
How is she ancient…wasn’t it yesterday when she turned eighteen? 

He said he missed her, she said it was a rebound 
He said he loved her, she said find another 
He said it meant nothing…she said it meant everything 
It meant everything. 

Riding bicycles in the rain 
Running through puddles 
He shared his umbrella and said be mine 
She said that’s fine…it was so fine. 

It’s her story but his is different 
She showed him…told him 
He didn’t see it or hear her 
He never did…no, he never would. 

He said he missed her, she said it was a rebound 
He said he loved her, she said find another 
He said it meant nothing…she said it meant everything 
It meant everything. 

She’s 21, and 39, and just turned 50 
Makes no difference when his story is the same 
And her story is full of pain…again 
All because of his story…always his story. 

Blue jeans and cowboy boots 
Sitting on the front porch 
His eyes wandered to the nearest scent while she talked to him 
Testing the waters and jumping the fence…while she waited…always waiting. 

He said he missed her, she said it was a rebound 
He said he loved her, she said find another 
He said it meant nothing…she said it meant everything 
It meant everything. 

Those magical nights under the stars 
Stolen kisses and hidden smiles 
She cooked his dinners and laughed at his jokes 
Even when they weren’t funny. 

Then he left and never said goodbye 
She packed up too and moved away 
He went through that revolving door…and didn’t believe in karma 
She wondered if he did now. 

He said he missed her, she said it was a rebound 
He said he loved her, she said find another 
He said it meant nothing…she said it meant everything 
It meant everything. 

It’s her story…but his is different 
She showed him…told him 
He didn’t see it or hear her 
He never did…no, he never would.

©Veronica Randolph Batterson 2020

Featured Post

Taylor Swift

  I know this small post won't gain much attention in the big picture of things since the world's eyes and ears are on Taylor Swift&...