Yo Trish Kelly,
I’m really sad for you, Imma let you finish resigning, but you had one of the best videos that’s emerged during a municipal election cycle that I’ve ever seen.
Your monologue about masturbation (which was unceremoniously taken down not 10 minutes after I started writing this note of appreciation) was awesome.
Yes, that's right: me, a woman living Vancouver, both watches and appreciates pro-masturbation videos.
You know what else I do? I vote.
And with your resignation, Vision Vancouver has lost the only guaranteed vote I was going to cast for its slate this year, leaving me in the awkward position of having to pick between this guy and that guy, dusty old men who seem divided by not much more than a bike lane.
Let me say that it is refreshing to see a woman talk so openly and joyously about one of the greatest pleasures in the world: the physical act of self-love.
Trish, you had my vote, one hundred percent. You’re open, you’re honest, you’re funny, and you’re unafraid. Those are the sorts of qualities I look for in my civic election candidates. Fearlessness. The ability to laugh at oneself. And the willingness to talk about a woman’s body without a lick of shame.
Your resignation is a massive disappointment. I appreciate that you don’t want to make the entire campaign from here on in about your work as a sex-positive activist. But, why not? Why not talk about women’s sexuality and sexual health in addition to all that tired old blathering about view corridors and bike lanes?
If Vancouver is a truly progressive city, where’s the harm in being progressive about sex, too?
Here’s a word of wisdom to the brain trusts who are promoting stuffy older white dudes as candidates: you need women like Trish. You need women who are unafraid of knowing what they want and going after it. You need someone who won’t shy away from taboo topics and tackle difficult subjects.
Vision Vancouver lost a great candidate in Trish Kelly. Who am I supposed to vote for now?
Yours most sincerely,