Ashley Judd performed a burning piece of poetry for the most controversial performance of Saturday’s Women’s March on Washington as such. Judd educated that the piece was by Nina Donovan, a writer whose work she obtain online, recently. Judd began by saying, “I’m a naaasty woman. I’m not as nasty as a man who looks like he bathes in Cheetos dust. I’m not as nasty as Confederate flags being tattooed across America.”
She portrayed a nation where “blacks are still in shackles and graves just for being black.” She proceeded with, “Slavery has been reinterpreted as the prison system by people who see melanin as animal skin. I didn’t know devils could be resurrected, but I feel Hitler in these streets, a mustache traded for a toupee. I’m not nasty like the combo of Trump and Pence being served up to me in the voting booth. I’m nasty like the battles my grandmothers fought to get me into that voting booth.”
At that point she put the nail in the coffin. “I’m nasty, like my blood stains on my bed sheets. We don’t actually choose when and where to have our periods,” Judd shouted. “Is your erection really more than protecting the sacred, messy part of my womanhood? Is the blood stain on my jeans more embarrassing than the thinning of your hair? And our pussies ain’t for grabbing. They’re for reminding you that our walls are stronger than America’s walls ever will be”, said Judd.