I’m a Feminist, But I Can’t Get on Board With the Women’s March on Washington

According to the definition of “feminism” below, I am a feminist. When it comes to women and equality, I want ALL the things: equal pay, equality in the workplace, freedom from sexual harassment, freedom to do and think what is fair and right because I am a human being. I don’t want to be treated differently than men—I want to be treated the same.

Yes, I am a woman, and a proud one. Thanks in part to the age I was born into, I’ve gotten an education, raised a family, enjoyed the choice to stay at home with my little ones and the choice to return to work. I am so thankful I have these choices, but I am not unaware that women still aren’t treated equally with men overall, especially in the areas of equal pay in the workforce and in sexual abuse and assault. Thanks in part to the free and easy access to pornography in our world today, women are still seen by many men simply as objects. And that is something I will speak out against, always, for myself and for my daughter.

So, when I heard about the March for Women in Washington that will take place next week, I was intrigued. As I mentioned above, the treatment of women especially when it comes to sexual assault (the statistics are staggering), exacerbated by the light sentencing that men get for these crimes (famously exemplified by the Brock Turner case last year) have me really concerned about how people REALLY feel about women’s rights. Do we have the right NOT to be treated as sex objects? Talk and rhetoric over the past year have convinced me that maybe our legal rights in that regard aren’t being upheld.

With that in mind, I was all “go Women’s March!”–because I support women (and have I mentioned I AM one? Just checking). I even considered checking out a local one, because even if you can’t be in DC, you can still march locally. When I saw the march trending on Facebook two days ago, I clicked over to see what people were saying.

And it was then that I realized, with a sad, sinking feeling, that the Women’s March and I were going to have to part ways.

You see, the furor that had the March trending was over the fact that the Women’s March on Washington had included a pro-life feminist group, “New Wave Feminists” as one of their partners. I’m pro-life, so I thought this was GREAT news—until the March quickly dropped the New Wave Feminists like a HOT POTATO when pro-choice marchers began making a stink.


So, I dug deeper, and it turns out that one of the “unity principles” that are official Women’s March policy demands that one be pro-abortion. It says,

“We believe in Reproductive Freedom. We do not accept any federal, state or local rollbacks, cuts or restrictions on our ability to access quality reproductive healthcare services, birth control, HIV/AIDS care and prevention, or medically accurate sexuality education. This means open access to safe, legal, affordable abortion and birth control for all people, regardless of income, location or education. We understand that we can only have reproductive justice when reproductive health care is accessible to all people regardless of income, location or education.”

Yeah, this is where I jump out of line. Somewhere along the lines, someone decided that feminism HAS to include supporting abortion. But I can’t do that.

My reasoning is simple: before I am a woman, I am a follower of Jesus Christ. And because I am a follower of Jesus Christ, I cannot support a woman’s right to choose to have an abortion. As a “Pro-Lifer” I could argue against abortion by saying that life begins at conception, that every life is created in the image of God and therefore sacred, that the removal of that life from a woman’s womb is ending it, that ending it is killing it, and that killing it is murder.

All of this I believe.

Jenny Rapson
Jenny Rapson
Jenny is a follower of Christ, a wife and mom of three from Ohio and a freelance writer and editor.

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