We take a brief break from campaign politics as Wendy talks about another side of the political process, our day in Albany lobbying our legislators.
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Yesterday Tom and I and dozens of volunteers from Planned Parenthood Hudson Peconic joined 500 advocates for Lobby Day in Albany, our state capital. The day began with coffee, as we'd all started out before sunrise, many coming from Long Island and NYC despite the two feet of snow freshly laid down by Winter Storm Jonas, others coming further distances, from Buffalo, Rochester, all over the state.
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Yesterday Tom and I and dozens of volunteers from Planned Parenthood Hudson Peconic joined 500 advocates for Lobby Day in Albany, our state capital. The day began with coffee, as we'd all started out before sunrise, many coming from Long Island and NYC despite the two feet of snow freshly laid down by Winter Storm Jonas, others coming further distances, from Buffalo, Rochester, all over the state.
Five hundred strong, we convened to rally and to support
the Assemblymembers and Senators who put their votes behind legislation that
promotes reproductive rights and family leave. Particularly compelling was the State Senator
who talked about reproductive rights not as a women's issue, but as a human
issue.
After the rally, we broke into small groups to meet with
the legislators from our own districts and it became clear that there are many
ways to advance new legislation. Some of
us talked about the "right thing to do." Others talked about the
economic advantages of the legislation.
After years of studying social issues, I find over and over that the
right thing to do is usually also good economics.
Studies show that every dollar spent on sex education and contraception
translates into a savings of $7. Quite a
return.
But to me, as always, the most compelling way to talk about issues was with our stories. As we met with our legislators or their aides, we introduced ourselves by talking about what had drawn us to Planned Parenthood. And the stories, told by people we'd met just hours earlier, poured out. One man talked about deciding to join us at the last minute because he knew he had to make a strong statement to his daughters. One woman told us that her grandmother almost had died from a self-induced abortion. One told us of an acquaintance who hemorrhaged after a back alley abortion. And another told us about being pregnant at age 17 in the 70s; she said her parents would have put her on the street had they known she was pregnant, and she would have committed suicide. But she went to Planned Parenthood, had a safe, legal abortion, and went to Albany as an advocate 40 years later.
But to me, as always, the most compelling way to talk about issues was with our stories. As we met with our legislators or their aides, we introduced ourselves by talking about what had drawn us to Planned Parenthood. And the stories, told by people we'd met just hours earlier, poured out. One man talked about deciding to join us at the last minute because he knew he had to make a strong statement to his daughters. One woman told us that her grandmother almost had died from a self-induced abortion. One told us of an acquaintance who hemorrhaged after a back alley abortion. And another told us about being pregnant at age 17 in the 70s; she said her parents would have put her on the street had they known she was pregnant, and she would have committed suicide. But she went to Planned Parenthood, had a safe, legal abortion, and went to Albany as an advocate 40 years later.
When it was my turn, I talked about going to a local
Planned Parenthood for contraception when I was seventeen years old. A lot of years have intervened and I've
forgotten much of my day-to-day life from my teens. But I continue to have a clear image of
myself, young and nervous, sitting in a small office with a health care
provider (she had shoulder length brown hair) who educated me patiently and
kindly about the various contraceptive methods that were available to my
boyfriend and me. And when we'd talked
it all out, my boyfriend and I made a decision about the method that we felt
would work best for us. The boyfriend is
my husband now, and we have two grown daughters who were born when we were on
our feet financially and emotionally, when we chose to become parents.
My own story pales in comparison to many of the stories I
heard yesterday. But in a way, it's the most timeless
story, because it's one that's still repeated many times each day, day in and
day out, at Planned Parenthood health centers across the country. The number of abortions in the US is steadily
declining. That's not because people of
child-bearing age suddenly have decided to abstain. It's because we have better sex education,
better access to contraception, better
insurance coverage for that contraception, and quite simply, better contraception
itself. That's the kind of care we were
asking our NY legislators to support.
Later, while we were sitting together between appointments
with our legislators, chatting, bonding, having a good time, the woman whose
grandmother had performed a self-abortion, her mind still back at what happened
two generations ago, quietly said to me, "She did it with knitting
needles." Think about that.
Before we headed to the buses, some of us went into the
State Capitol as the NYS Assembly voted on the Comprehensive Contraception
Coverage Act. There were a lot of no
votes up on that leaderboard, but in the end, the bill passed in the Assembly,
a good ending to a good day.
The cherry on top?
As we drove home, the bus was quiet, people reading, checking emails,
some drifting off to sleep. And then the
quiet was interrupted with the triumphant announcement of the indictment of David
Daleiden and his co-conspirators, producers of the fallacious and malicious
videos we all read about this past summer. Though the damage done by those illegal videos
can never be undone, a cheer went up. It
was a good day indeed.
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