I’m from Moncton. I grew up in the time of “Girl Power” - the 1990’s. Natalie Imbruglia’s “Torn” echoed all over the radio and the words “You jerk” came out of Kim Stockwood’s mouth with such strength and convicted sarcasm. Everyone’s life was “Spiced Up” thanks to the Spice Girls and Meredith Brooks reinvented what it meant to be a “Bitch.” Woman were making their mark and the 80‘s ambiguity had come full circle. It wasn’t particularly feminism per se, but it was holding one’s ground and sticking up for oneself. It was a time of oversized GAP sweatshirts, walkmans and CDs. It was a time when I used to know every song on the radio. When I used to call into the radio station, make requests and when I used to delight in hearing the weekly countdown.
I hadn’t really thought about this until I read a tweet today by a local minister. I’m not religious and I don’t have children. I’m a twenty something who went away to attend university, get an undergrad, work, get another degree, work and come home to be closer to family. Bottom line: I care primarily about myself. But this tweet really bothered me and I think it would bother most people in the community.