On December 6th, 1989 fourteen women were murdered for being women. I was five when it happened and I don't remember if I knew then what had happened but in 1991 December 6th became the national day of remembrance and action on violence against women. I learned about the massacre when I got older and was naturally horrified that this could even happen at all but also horrified that it could happen in Canada, my home country that I had always been brought to believe was a safe place. As a whole it generally is a safer country than many places in the world but even here violence can happen, as the events of December 6th and countless other horrific events over the years have shown.
I think what boggled my mind the most as a child was that these women were killed for simply being women. I was a very lucky kid so the idea of gendered violence was something I hadn't known about personally. Learning about the massacre was pretty shocking and it was one of the reasons that while I was growing up I made a point of trying to learn more about women's history when I was a teen and in college. In fact, learning about this event was undoubtedly one of the motivations for me becoming a feminist ultimately.
Before anyone says it, I know violence happens to everyone and that it's important to acknowledge all victims but I think days like December 6th are important. I think it's important to remember specific events because those events unfortunately do carry a horror with them. A horror that has the ability to slap us in the face and remind us that we have to try and stop these things from happening again and again.
I'll probably make a actual update later on but I just wanted to talk about this because I feel it's worth remembering and talking about.