“Why are those giant-sized bullets here on the plaza, Mom?” Brian asked his mother.
“It’s in commemoration of a horrific event that took place right on this site nearly fifty years ago,” Renee said.
“What event?” Brian asked.
“It was around this time, in early June of 2022. The five conservative Supreme Court justice decided to overturn Roe v Wade, thus making abortions in the United States illegal, even in the case of rape or incest,” Renee explained. “As a result of that decision, there was a huge women’s march in the city, even larger than the rally women held after the election of Donald Trump in 2016.”
“But why the bullets, Mom?”
Renee sighed and her eyes started tearing up. “Because an ultra right-wing group of half a dozen men opened fire on the marchers with high-powered assault rifles, killing hundreds of the marchers, mostly women. It was a massacre.”
“I remember reading something about that in school,” Brian said. “That must have been awful.”
“Yes, it was,” Renee said, “but something good came out of it. Congress enacted laws banning the sale of semiautomatic weapons and Congress passed the Women’s Reproductive Rights Act, guaranteeing that all women across the country would have the right to have abortions if they so chose. Those bullets are there to remind us of those darker times.”
Written for Cyranny’s One-Minute Fiction prompt, although I confess that it took me more than a minute to write this post. Way more. Photo credit. Cyranny.