I confess to being at loss for words this year as I commemorate the 1989 massacre at École Polytechnique in Montréal.
So much stuff — so many incidents of male violence against women — have been layered over it since then. And indeed two generations of children have been born and raised in the world since then.
I grieve not just for the loss of those fourteen lives and the potential that we lost that day, but also for the time we’ve squandered, leaving untouched the misogyny that inspired that horrible incident, and how that’s affected all the women — cis, trans and non-binary — that have come into the world since.
Thanks and bon courage to all those who continue to observe this date, including Lisa Greaves at Octopus Books who supplied the rose in this picture.