Today is the day after.

The day after the decision that will forever change the fabric of American democracy.

I wish this was only about abortion. But it isn’t.

It never was.

They say history repeats itself. And it does, to some degree.

But how can history repeat itself if it never actually ended in the first place?

The target of oppression has changed throughout time: infidels, apostates, slaves, inferior races, women…

But the oppression has always been there. And always will be.

The oppressed aren’t just people. They are soldiers, slaves, and mothers.

Women are endowed with a unique ability. They can create new life.

That life can hold guns to fight wars.

Or work jobs to earn money and spend it.

And they can show up election booths to vote.

The lives that women can create are instruments of power. Women’s bodies, thus, are not their own.

They are factories.

Means of reproduction that belong to the state. Or rather, to the faction governing the state.

For them, the ability to grow a population and bend it to their whim seemingly guarantees the longevity of their power.

In a system where guns, money, and votes determine outcomes it is always going to be a numbers game. Control the numbers and you control the outcome.

That’s what happened yesterday.

Women didn’t just lose access to safe abortions. Or medical care. Or privacy.

Women lost their freedom.

Because only slaves can be conscripted to produce a new generation of soldiers, spenders, and voters.

And that’s what’s really at stake here after all.