August 20, 2025 • 32 mins
What’s wrong with feminism? To find the answer, we tell the story of how Hillary Clinton drew your humble co-host to feminism, and why she eventually abandoned the ideology.
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Now onto the show.
Speaker 1 (01:14):
This episode was originally broadcast on June eleventh, twenty twenty one.
Feminism seems to have taken over the world. It's everywhere.
Speaker 2 (01:27):
I'm unapologetically black and I'm unapologetically a feminist, and look,
depending on what circles are in it's hard to be
both those things at the same time. I am reaching
out to you because we need your help. We want
to end gender inequality.
Speaker 3 (01:39):
And there's so much oppression to deal with with being
black and being a woman.
Speaker 1 (01:44):
It's in films, on TV shows, and in the media.
But for some reason, the right seems to despise the
modern feminist movement.
Speaker 2 (01:51):
Malo, I'm a feminist.
Speaker 1 (01:53):
I'm proud to be a feminist, and a lot of
what you.
Speaker 2 (01:56):
Say that's okay.
Speaker 3 (01:56):
I'm sure they'll cure you soon.
Speaker 1 (02:00):
Why would anyone be opposed to feminism. I'm Patrick Carrelci and.
Speaker 2 (02:08):
I'm Adriana Cortes and.
Speaker 1 (02:10):
This is Red Pilled America, a storytelling show.
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This is not another talk show covering the day's news.
We're all about telling stories.
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Stories. Hollywood doesn't want you to hear stories.
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You can think of red Pilled America as audio documentaries,
and we promise only one thing, the truth. Welcome to
Red Pilled America. For decades, feminism has been a hot
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topic in Hollywood and in the media, Yet the right
appears to be unified in their distaste for this movement.
Why what's wrong with feminism? To find the answer, we're
going to tell the story of how your humble co
host was introduced to feminism and why she eventually abandoned
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the ideology.
Speaker 2 (03:27):
It was four to twenty five am and I was
dead asleep in a hospital suite waiting to give birth
when a team of doctors came storming in. What's going on?
I said, in a panic, is something wrong with my baby?
We have to get her out right now, responded the doctor.
I saw the look on her face and I knew
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it was urgent. My team of doctors swiftly started rolling
me out of the room while working on me at
the same time. That's when Patrick jumped in, Wait.
Speaker 1 (03:57):
A minute, where are you taking her? We have to
do an emergency C section. The other doctor responded, we
have to do it right now.
Speaker 2 (04:03):
So I glanced up at the monitor and the unthinkable
was happening. My baby was flatlining. I didn't understand how
this could be happening. One second everything was going fine,
and the next second, my baby's life was on the line.
Anxiety coursed through my veins as I fought back tears
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and tried to steady my thoughts. I was thirty four
years old. I'd been waiting for this moment for as
long as I could remember, and it all started to
go tragically wrong. I couldn't help but think why did
I wait so long? When I was a little girl,
people would often ask Adriana, what do you want to
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be when you grow up? It's a pretty common question
almost all of us can remember. Fielding children often answer
with things like a veternarian, or a baseball player or
a movie star. Some of the more ambitious tykes might
even respond a doctor, well, I wasn't your average little kid.
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I want to be a mom was my go to answer.
From a very early age. I felt the innate desire
to one day become a mother. I had a collection
of baby dollies that I loved and cared for meticulously.
I dream of having a little girl of my own
and imagined how great it would be. What could be
better than having one of me, my young mind thought.
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But as I got a little older and more aware,
it became apparent that my seemingly conventional aspiration turned out
to be a pretty unconventional answer a mom, you want
to be a mom, people would reply. They typically pair
their response with a look of deep disdain. As a
little girl, I was an overachiever by many measures. I
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learned to talk at a very early age. I walked early,
I learned to read early. I was feisty and stood
up for myself by making arguments that were way beyond
my ears. I could see that my family and peace
people who knew me thought I was going places, But
their facial expression to my goal of becoming a mom
said it all. I'd shown so much promise, only to
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throw it away by becoming ugh a mother. In their eyes,
I was on the road to Loserville, and I was
only in kindergarten. What perhaps was most surprising was that
the people who were most repulsed at my goal were
mostly women who were mothers. Themselves, and I remember how
bad that made me feel. Eventually, I learned that the
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better response was I want to be a lawyer when
I grow up. Now that answer would trigger the desired
amount of adult adulation. As time went on, the world
around me seemed to push my dream of motherhood further
back in priority. When I was pretty young, my parents
split up and my mother was left to carry the
financial load of our little family. Before the break, my
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parents had a traditional marriage. He put food on the
table and she cooked it. So when my dad left
us to fend for ourselves, my mom was largely unprepared.
We entered the kind of economic hardship that leaves a mark,
but with the help of my grandmother, Mom was able
to enroll in a local trade school. The day Mom
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got her cosmetology license was a proud one. In fact,
it was such a big deal that, despite having the
chicken pox, I was still there. This was pre coronavirus,
so people hadn't yet lost their minds. Mom had persevered
and was now in a position to take care of
us kids on her own. I'd had a front row
seat to a woman's journey from housewife to single mom,
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and from that vantage point, a new dream sprouted. College.
In fact, it seemed like a necessity. I became determined
to get myself a career so that I could always
take care of myself and my future kids if needed.
I wasn't sure how I'd pay for college or what
I'd do when I got there, but I was determined
to make it happen. I was eventually accepted into California
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State University, Long Beach, and in my first year, I
took a women's study course in feminism. At the time,
I really had no idea what feminism was, but I
figured I was a woman and it was a class
about women, so how hard could it be. I'm gonna
come out of this class with some real womanly knowledge,
I thought. I certainly did not think the class would
hurt me in any way. At the time, my default
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position was that people with higher education were obviously smarter
than me, so I took everything my feminist teacher taught
me as the positions of educated people. I left that
class with the roar that could rival the MGM lion.
I am strong, I am invincible, I am Woman. That
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was the new soundtrack of my life, and it sounded good.
Truth be told I didn't walk away from that course
feeling any less about myself. That just wasn't in my nature.
I've never been one to indulge victimhood. But the seed
that the feminism planted was to distrust men all men,
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and Dad didn't help in that category. I was certain
that I was never going to put my fate in
any man's hands. By the time I graduated from college
in nineteen ninety six, i'd already met my future husband, Patrick,
and I think it's fair to say we both already
had the sense that we wanted to spend our lives together.
Speaker 1 (09:24):
Yeah, that's correct, But.
Speaker 2 (09:25):
Society was telling us something different. At every corner. We
were told that our early to mid twenties were too
young to tie the knot. We had to sew our
oats before we could lock it in, which meant we
had to wait.
Speaker 1 (09:37):
She's right. It seemed like we were being bombarded with
the message that two incomes were a must, even when
you had young kids. Every movie or TV show or
college class that touched on the topic seemed to drill
that point home.
Speaker 2 (09:53):
The concept of the housewife or the stay at home
mom was really frowned upon in pop culture. At the time,
it was for losers. We were led to believe women
were being in reigned with the idea that if you
became a housewife, then you had failed in life, because
no self respecting, intelligent woman would sign up for that.
I bought it, hook line and sinker, so marriage would
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have to wait until after I had a career in place.
After graduating from college, I landed a job as a
corporate executive in the fashion industry. My first goal was met.
I became an independent career woman, and no one could
ever take that away from me. Eventually, Patrick and I reconnected,
and eleven years after we'd first met, we got married.
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I was thirty years old. The most fertile years of
my life were now behind me, but I didn't let
it worry me. Career first, babies later was the mantra
of the successful woman, and I was a successful woman. Besides,
I had plenty of time to have babies. Women were
giving birth later in life now, so after Patrick and
I got married, we decided to put it off. We
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wanted more financial stability, even though technically we were already
in a good play. Society was telling us we needed
more success before making those crying snot nosed little brats,
so we focused on growing our business. Finally, when I
was thirty three, I decided it was time to get pregnant.
Patrick was immediately on board, and as luck would have it,
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we hit the bullseye on the first try. I'd done
everything right, made all the right decisions, and things were
going according to plan. But just as I was patting
myself on the back, tragedy struck. I had a miscarriage.
I was pretty devastated. We had trouble getting pregnant again,
and for the first time, I started to contemplate the
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possibility that making a baby my life stream since I
was in kindergarten would not be as easy as I thought.
Welcome back. So I'm thirty three years old and I
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just suffered a miscarriage, and I realized that getting pregnant
might not be so easy. But a little over a
year later, I was pregnant again. I was thirty four
years old and one year shy of having what's termed
a geriatric pregnancy, like an old lady pregnancy basically, but
this time the pregnancy was viable. We had a heartbeat.
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The first time I heard that little thump thump, A
rush of emotion coursed through my body. The sound of
life coming from within me put things into perspective. I
really wasn't capable of understanding what it meant to create
life until that moment. I remember sobbing uncontrollably. It was
the sweetest sound I'd ever heard. I was so ready
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to have a baby. My lifelong dream was finally coming true.
I had done everything I set out to do before
welcoming this little one, and I was proud of myself.
I had a successful business with my husband. We owned
house in the Hollywood Hills, We had money in the bank.
We were killing it. Pregnancy was glorious. I wasn't one
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of those women that complained about being pregnant. I loved
every minute of it, especially the snacks. I was a
hungry little hippo with an insatiable appetite for mashed potatoes
and vanilla ice cream. I'd spent the majority of my
twenties and early thirties starving myself, but now I was
eating for two at the oth starvation. Hello carbs. It
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was time to indulge, and I took it to the
next level. At my peak, I gained eighty pounds, which
was hard on my small frame. The good part was
I carried a good portion of it in the boobage area.
Everywhere I went. My chest would be on time, but
the rest of me would arrive fashionably late. Patrick was
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kind enough to match me almost pound for pound. He
put on a commendable fifty pounds.
Speaker 1 (14:03):
Yeah. I'd later learned that they were called sympathy pounds.
Each morning, I felt compelled to drive twenty minutes out
of the way to a crispy cream and by two
dozen glazed doughnuts for the office. Then at night I
put down a pint of dual set de leche ice cream,
which is basically vanilla with caramel swirls. Ooh.
Speaker 2 (14:24):
Although being physically pregnant was great for me, it was
hard on our marriage. Patrick thought I was being overly dramatic,
and I felt he wasn't being sensitive to my changing needs.
I was feeling extreme fatigue, and we'd later learned that
it wasn't just due to the pregnancy. I had tumors
in my liver that were growing. Because of the pregnancy.
It was draining, but back then we had no clue,
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and we thought about it. In retrospect, it's clear why
we bickered so much during a time that should have
been filled with happiness. In our own way, we were
both fighting the natural rolls of husband and wife. As
my pregnancy progressed, I wanted to find out the sex
of the baby as soon as possible. I knew in
my heart it was a girl, and I already had
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her name picked out. One morning, early in my pregnancy,
I had a doctor's appointment that Patrick couldn't make, so
my sister agreed to go with me.
Speaker 1 (15:15):
All right, Adriana, don't find out the baby sex without me, okay.
I made her promise, all right.
Speaker 2 (15:24):
Later that same morning, during my ultrasound, my doctor asked,
would you like to know the sex? I glanced over
at my sister, who raised an eyebrow at me because
she knew what was coming next. Yes, yes, tell me,
tell me right now. He said, it's a girl. I
knew it. My lifelong dream of having a little girl
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was coming true. I swore my sister to secrecy, and
later that day Patrick asked if I'd found out the
baby sex, and I lied.
Speaker 1 (15:54):
Fourteen years later and I'm hearing the truth for the
first time. It explains a lot.
Speaker 2 (16:00):
Sorry, blame it on the hormones. Once I found out
I was having a daughter, something inside of me kicked in.
I felt strong and powerful. I finally understood what I
am A woman hear me roar truly meant. It was
then that I came to the definitive conclusion that there
is nothing better on God's good Earth than being a woman,
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because what's more powerful than creating life. But just as
it looked like the college feminist had left me for good,
something happened that brought it out again.
Speaker 3 (16:32):
I announced today that I'm forming a presidential exploratory committee.
Speaker 2 (16:40):
Hillary Clinton announced that she would be throwing her hat
in the race to become the two thousand and eight
Democratic presidential nominee. If she was successful, she'd be the
first woman president of the United States of America. Now,
before we go any further, let me state publicly that
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this is not easy for me to admit now, but
I was all in for Hillary. There. I was a
woman who happened to be pregnant with the daughter that
would one day grow up to be you guessed it
a woman, and we had never had a female president before.
The idea of a woman running the White House was
intoxicating to me. I was convinced Hillary had to win
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otherwise what kind of a misogynistic world would my daughter
have to grow up in. Looking back, it was clearly emotional.
I didn't care about Hillary's policies. What mattered most was
that she had a uterus. Hillary was to me what
Obama must have been to black people. I was such
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a Hillary diehard that I campaigned for her. I made
endless amounts of phone calls, I wrote emails. In fact,
one email assent was to all of my female friends
where I insisted that they vote for her. If you
don't v for Hillary, then what kind of a woman
are you? The thought of it now makes me want
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to crawl into a hole and hide forever.
Speaker 1 (18:13):
Now.
Speaker 2 (18:13):
At the time that Hillary announced, we were big players
in the entertainment world. Our company had control of budget,
big budget, and we were channeling most of it into filmmakers, musicians,
and artists. When that happens in Tintaltown, you quietly get
put onto a list. So one day late in my pregnancy,
I got an email. We were being invited to a
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Young Hollywood fundraiser at director Brett Radner's house in the
Hollywood Hills. For those of you who don't know the name.
Brett Radner was a big time film director before he
got toppled during the Me Too frenzy. Think Rush Hour movies,
Prison Break, TV series and X Men. That was Brett.
He was a real baller and he was organizing a
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Hillary Clinton fundraiser at his house. The entry fee could
probably get you a starter home in a developing country,
but we could afford it, and I was going to
meet the feminist icon to boot Patrick. We have to go.
I'm buying tickets, I said to my husband. He agreed.
We were so excited. I told everyone we knew that
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we were going to meet Hillary Clinton over and over again.
I bought a new outfit for the big event. This
is a bit challenging for me because I was nine
months pregnant. No matter what kind of dress I tried on,
they all made me look like a large tent, a
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red tent, a floral tent, a striped tent, just a
big old tent. I worried people might try and shelter
under me if it began to rain. It dawned on
me that my shoes were going to have to carry
my look for the night. So I spent another small
fortune on a gorgeous pair of cream colored Chloe pumps
that had gold hardware detailing. When I first laid eyes
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on those shoes, it was nothing short of love at
first sight. Leading up to the event, I put them
on walk in front of the mirror and admire how
gorgeous they looked on my big, fat, swollen feet. I
envisioned that Hillary would say to me, Oh my, I
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love your shoes. Well, thank you, thank you, Hillary, thank
you very much. The doorbell rang during one of those
daydreaming moments, so I proceeded to go down the stairs,
still wearing my amazing Chloe pumps. When the unthinkable happened.
Halfway down the stairs, the left heel gave out. It
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buckled under the pressure of my astronomical pregnancy weight. My
maternal instinct kicked in. I grabbed the railing with my
right hand and with my left arm I protected my belly.
I heard a snap. I wasn't sure if it was
my ankle or the shoe ouch. Patrick hell Patrick rushed
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me to the doctor, where it was determined I had
a very badly sprained ankle and I couldn't put any
pressure on it at all. Oh no, the Hillary Clinton
fundraiser is tomorrow, I cried to Patrick.
Speaker 1 (21:17):
Honey, don't worry about it. We'll get you a wheelchair, okay.
Speaker 2 (21:20):
But that plan was quickly squashed when we found out
that Brett Radner's home was the famed nineteen twenty seven
Hillhaven Lodge, once owned by screen legend Ingrid Bergmann. In
other words, it wasn't wheelchair friendly. I'm so bummed we're
gonna have to miss the event, I said to.
Speaker 1 (21:38):
Patrick, what I'm still going?
Speaker 2 (21:41):
Excuse me? I was piessed.
Speaker 1 (21:45):
In my defense, I was thinking with my wallet rather
than my brain. They weren't giving refunds. The entire rationale
for us spending a mini fortune on the tickets, in
my mind, was to schmooze with the crowd. It was
a business outing.
Speaker 2 (21:58):
So I went to say that I was angry that
he went without me is an understatement, but I finally
forgave him when the picture he took with Hillary arrived
in the mail a few weeks later. It was terrible.
Speaker 1 (22:16):
I made the mistake of trying to talk to her
as we stood there. I said something like, I bet
you're getting really tired of taking these. I don't remember
her response, but that's nothing new. Everything she says is forgettable,
except for when she called us deplorables.
Speaker 2 (22:30):
Yeah, so Hillary was mid sentence when the shutter snapped.
The picture was hilarious. Hillary's mouth was wide open like
a Clinton intern, and Patrick's might as well have been,
because he looked like he'd been shoveling dultyvilleche and Krispy
Kremes into his big pie hole for nine months. That's karma, baby.
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About a week later, I went into labor and everything
was going smoothly. Patrick was so loving. He was trying
to make up for his annoyingness during the pregnancy. We
got a private suite at Cedar Sinai Hospital in Los Angeles,
all to ourselves.
Speaker 1 (23:07):
This is the scene here, This is the view. What
are we looking at? Oh, we're looking at Jerry's Daily
That's not bad. It was Jerry's Deli.
Speaker 2 (23:16):
Around two am, the doctor told me to go to
sleep for a few hours until I dilated. More so
I did. I was deep in a dream about my
baby girl. What was she going to be like when
she grew up? What would she look like? Would she
have my personality or Patrick's. But I was woken from
my sleep when The doctors came barging in. We need
to do an emergency se section, they said, when right now?
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The doctor replied, our baby was flatlining. Time was of
the essence, her life depended on it. Do you want
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Speaker 1 (24:04):
Welcome back. So we found ourselves in an emergency situation.
Our baby was flatlining. Time was of the essence, her
life depended on it. So the doctor quickly numbed up Adriana.
I'm telling you, this was happening at lightning speed. One
second everything's going as planned, and the next were being
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rushed into surgery. The doctor told me to put on
a smock and follow him as quickly as possible. I
just remember feeling absolutely terrified. My wife and daughter's lives
were completely in someone else's hands. I'd never felt so helpless.
I feverishly threw on the smock and mask and cap
and rushed into the room where Adriana was already being anesthetized.
Speaker 2 (24:49):
I was paralyzed. Literally, I couldn't feel or move my
body from the neck down.
Speaker 1 (24:55):
As I looked at her, the doctor started opening her
up behind the curtain, and I'll never forget what it
looked like. Do you all remember the movie Braveheart or
William Wallace is laid out on the table being tortured.
You see his body lightly jerking as the executioner is
pulling out his intestines. Well, that's kind of like what
I was seeing. It was horrifying until I could hear
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my baby crying. Okay, she was alive. The speed that
they pulled this off was unbelievable. From the moment they
barged into the room until our daughter was delivered, only
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six minutes went by. Six long, excruciating minutes. It was
a close call, but our little girl made it through. Now,
when I heard her cry, that's when I realized I
was dropping the ball. Adriana had written a six page
berthing plan that I had to execute. I was supposed
to grab the video camera and film the entire birthing,
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So as I heard my daughter crying for the first time,
I scooped up the camera and hit record, Or at
least I thought I did. With all the emergency chaos,
I guess I missed the button. As I held the
camera on my daughter for the first time, I captured nothing.
Speaker 2 (26:22):
After my C section, I was taken to a recovery
room where I was tended to emergency surgery had taken
a serious toll on my body. Before I could see
my baby, I had to wait for the anesthesia to
wear off. It took hours. This was not at all
I pictured it would happen.
Speaker 1 (26:44):
Meanwhile, I was in phase two of the birthing plan,
better known as protect the baby at all costs.
Speaker 2 (26:51):
The second she comes out of my body, Patrick, don't
let her out of your sight. You know how many
kids are switched at birth, millions, millions and millions of kids.
Speaker 1 (27:00):
So as they waited her and cleaned her up, my
job was to never let her leave my sight, and
I took my job seriously. As they were closing Adriana
back up, I was escorted to a room to watch
my daughter. That's when phase three of the birthing plan
kicked in.
Speaker 2 (27:15):
No matter what you do, Patrick, do not give her
the pacifier.
Speaker 1 (27:20):
This one was a bit perplexing because I had no idea.
Speaker 2 (27:22):
Why I'd read in one of my many birthing books
that giving kids the choopye right after birth makes it
harder for them to latch on to the breast, therefore
making it impossible for you to ever breastfeed well.
Speaker 1 (27:36):
I was trying to stick to the plan, but something
happened along the way that's been occurring ever since. My
daughter convinced me otherwise. As I sat there with our
little girl, thirty minutes turned into an hour and our
little bear was cranky and shifting and crying. I tried
rocking her, I tried talking to her, but nothing would work.
So I decided to go off the script. It just
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so happened that the nurse gave me the thing I
was supposed to not put in our daughter's mouth, a pacifier.
I thought, what could it hurt? I mean, the damn
nurse gave it to me. So I did something I
haven't told my wife until this moment. You, son of that,
I gave our daughter the pacifier. Whereas my wife likes
to call it choopy, it worked like a charm. She
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settled down immediately. After about two hours of spending alone
time with her, the nurse came in and said, my
wife was well enough to see her this time. I
wasn't gonna blow it. As I handed our daughter to
the nurse, I grabbed the camera and figured out how
to press record what you do not really.
Speaker 2 (28:44):
Finally the moment arrived. Patrick walked in holding our baby girl.
I took her in my arms. She was perfect, ten
little fingers and ten tiny toes. I felt complete. To date,
it remains the single best moment of my life, and
just like that, we went from being a couple to
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being a family. As time went by, we tried to
add to our little tribe, but it was not to be.
We couldn't get another bun in the oven. The tumors
in my liver were preventing another pregnancy, so carrying our
daughter to term was nothing short of a miracle. God
blessed us with one perfect baby. But the thing that
I've struggled with for many years is that if I
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had decided to get pregnant earlier in life, during my
most fertile years, I would have had a chance to
have more children. The problem was I fell into the
feminist trope of career first, baby. Later, I let cultural
norms override my natural instincts, and it almost cost me
my ability to become a mother, which leads us back
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to the question what's wrong with feminism? For starters, feminism
is a direct attack on the most important institution in America,
the nuclear family. Feminism told me that I was oppressed
because I carried the burden of having babies. That idea
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seated in my mind in college blossomed into putting off
having a child, something I wanted my entire life, and
I almost missed the incredible gift of having a baby
because of it. For decades, feminist icons like Gloria Steinem
have told women they can't have it all, that we
could not have a successful career and be a mother.
Speaker 3 (30:36):
One of the big debates raging right now, at least
if you read what the media is writing about, is
this question about whether women can have it all. We're
still asking that question. No, of course, women can't have
it all as long as we have to do it all.
Speaker 2 (30:52):
What the hell does she know she's never had a child.
I am living proof that the icon of feminism was wrong.
As Phyllis Schlaffley once said, women can have it all,
maybe just not all at once. Women are given the
incredible gift of creating life, and no matter what people claim,
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men will never be able to give birth. We should
embrace our wonderful superpower and reject those that want to
marginalize it because they are part of the force that's
trying to dismantle America, one family at a time.
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Now onto the show.
Speaker 1 (01:14):
This episode was originally broadcast on June eleventh, twenty twenty one.
Feminism seems to have taken over the world. It's everywhere.
Speaker 2 (01:27):
I'm unapologetically black and I'm unapologetically a feminist, and look,
depending on what circles are in it's hard to be
both those things at the same time. I am reaching
out to you because we need your help. We want
to end gender inequality.
Speaker 3 (01:39):
And there's so much oppression to deal with with being
black and being a woman.
Speaker 1 (01:44):
It's in films, on TV shows, and in the media.
But for some reason, the right seems to despise the
modern feminist movement.
Speaker 2 (01:51):
Malo, I'm a feminist.
Speaker 1 (01:53):
I'm proud to be a feminist, and a lot of
what you.
Speaker 2 (01:56):
Say that's okay.
Speaker 3 (01:56):
I'm sure they'll cure you soon.
Speaker 1 (02:00):
Why would anyone be opposed to feminism. I'm Patrick Carrelci and.
Speaker 2 (02:08):
I'm Adriana Cortes and.
Speaker 1 (02:10):
This is Red Pilled America, a storytelling show.
Speaker 2 (02:14):
This is not another talk show covering the day's news.
We're all about telling stories.
Speaker 1 (02:19):
Stories. Hollywood doesn't want you to hear stories.
Speaker 2 (02:22):
The media mocks stories about everyday Americans at the globalist ignore.
Speaker 1 (02:28):
You can think of red Pilled America as audio documentaries,
and we promise only one thing, the truth. Welcome to
Red Pilled America. For decades, feminism has been a hot
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topic in Hollywood and in the media, Yet the right
appears to be unified in their distaste for this movement.
Why what's wrong with feminism? To find the answer, we're
going to tell the story of how your humble co
host was introduced to feminism and why she eventually abandoned
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the ideology.
Speaker 2 (03:27):
It was four to twenty five am and I was
dead asleep in a hospital suite waiting to give birth
when a team of doctors came storming in. What's going on?
I said, in a panic, is something wrong with my baby?
We have to get her out right now, responded the doctor.
I saw the look on her face and I knew
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it was urgent. My team of doctors swiftly started rolling
me out of the room while working on me at
the same time. That's when Patrick jumped in, Wait.
Speaker 1 (03:57):
A minute, where are you taking her? We have to
do an emergency C section. The other doctor responded, we
have to do it right now.
Speaker 2 (04:03):
So I glanced up at the monitor and the unthinkable
was happening. My baby was flatlining. I didn't understand how
this could be happening. One second everything was going fine,
and the next second, my baby's life was on the line.
Anxiety coursed through my veins as I fought back tears
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and tried to steady my thoughts. I was thirty four
years old. I'd been waiting for this moment for as
long as I could remember, and it all started to
go tragically wrong. I couldn't help but think why did
I wait so long? When I was a little girl,
people would often ask Adriana, what do you want to
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be when you grow up? It's a pretty common question
almost all of us can remember. Fielding children often answer
with things like a veternarian, or a baseball player or
a movie star. Some of the more ambitious tykes might
even respond a doctor, well, I wasn't your average little kid.
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I want to be a mom was my go to answer.
From a very early age. I felt the innate desire
to one day become a mother. I had a collection
of baby dollies that I loved and cared for meticulously.
I dream of having a little girl of my own
and imagined how great it would be. What could be
better than having one of me, my young mind thought.
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But as I got a little older and more aware,
it became apparent that my seemingly conventional aspiration turned out
to be a pretty unconventional answer a mom, you want
to be a mom, people would reply. They typically pair
their response with a look of deep disdain. As a
little girl, I was an overachiever by many measures. I
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learned to talk at a very early age. I walked early,
I learned to read early. I was feisty and stood
up for myself by making arguments that were way beyond
my ears. I could see that my family and peace
people who knew me thought I was going places, But
their facial expression to my goal of becoming a mom
said it all. I'd shown so much promise, only to
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throw it away by becoming ugh a mother. In their eyes,
I was on the road to Loserville, and I was
only in kindergarten. What perhaps was most surprising was that
the people who were most repulsed at my goal were
mostly women who were mothers. Themselves, and I remember how
bad that made me feel. Eventually, I learned that the
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better response was I want to be a lawyer when
I grow up. Now that answer would trigger the desired
amount of adult adulation. As time went on, the world
around me seemed to push my dream of motherhood further
back in priority. When I was pretty young, my parents
split up and my mother was left to carry the
financial load of our little family. Before the break, my
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parents had a traditional marriage. He put food on the
table and she cooked it. So when my dad left
us to fend for ourselves, my mom was largely unprepared.
We entered the kind of economic hardship that leaves a mark,
but with the help of my grandmother, Mom was able
to enroll in a local trade school. The day Mom
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got her cosmetology license was a proud one. In fact,
it was such a big deal that, despite having the
chicken pox, I was still there. This was pre coronavirus,
so people hadn't yet lost their minds. Mom had persevered
and was now in a position to take care of
us kids on her own. I'd had a front row
seat to a woman's journey from housewife to single mom,
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and from that vantage point, a new dream sprouted. College.
In fact, it seemed like a necessity. I became determined
to get myself a career so that I could always
take care of myself and my future kids if needed.
I wasn't sure how I'd pay for college or what
I'd do when I got there, but I was determined
to make it happen. I was eventually accepted into California
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State University, Long Beach, and in my first year, I
took a women's study course in feminism. At the time,
I really had no idea what feminism was, but I
figured I was a woman and it was a class
about women, so how hard could it be. I'm gonna
come out of this class with some real womanly knowledge,
I thought. I certainly did not think the class would
hurt me in any way. At the time, my default
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position was that people with higher education were obviously smarter
than me, so I took everything my feminist teacher taught
me as the positions of educated people. I left that
class with the roar that could rival the MGM lion.
I am strong, I am invincible, I am Woman. That
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was the new soundtrack of my life, and it sounded good.
Truth be told I didn't walk away from that course
feeling any less about myself. That just wasn't in my nature.
I've never been one to indulge victimhood. But the seed
that the feminism planted was to distrust men all men,
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and Dad didn't help in that category. I was certain
that I was never going to put my fate in
any man's hands. By the time I graduated from college
in nineteen ninety six, i'd already met my future husband, Patrick,
and I think it's fair to say we both already
had the sense that we wanted to spend our lives together.
Speaker 1 (09:24):
Yeah, that's correct, But.
Speaker 2 (09:25):
Society was telling us something different. At every corner. We
were told that our early to mid twenties were too
young to tie the knot. We had to sew our
oats before we could lock it in, which meant we
had to wait.
Speaker 1 (09:37):
She's right. It seemed like we were being bombarded with
the message that two incomes were a must, even when
you had young kids. Every movie or TV show or
college class that touched on the topic seemed to drill
that point home.
Speaker 2 (09:53):
The concept of the housewife or the stay at home
mom was really frowned upon in pop culture. At the time,
it was for losers. We were led to believe women
were being in reigned with the idea that if you
became a housewife, then you had failed in life, because
no self respecting, intelligent woman would sign up for that.
I bought it, hook line and sinker, so marriage would
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have to wait until after I had a career in place.
After graduating from college, I landed a job as a
corporate executive in the fashion industry. My first goal was met.
I became an independent career woman, and no one could
ever take that away from me. Eventually, Patrick and I reconnected,
and eleven years after we'd first met, we got married.
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I was thirty years old. The most fertile years of
my life were now behind me, but I didn't let
it worry me. Career first, babies later was the mantra
of the successful woman, and I was a successful woman. Besides,
I had plenty of time to have babies. Women were
giving birth later in life now, so after Patrick and
I got married, we decided to put it off. We
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wanted more financial stability, even though technically we were already
in a good play. Society was telling us we needed
more success before making those crying snot nosed little brats,
so we focused on growing our business. Finally, when I
was thirty three, I decided it was time to get pregnant.
Patrick was immediately on board, and as luck would have it,
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we hit the bullseye on the first try. I'd done
everything right, made all the right decisions, and things were
going according to plan. But just as I was patting
myself on the back, tragedy struck. I had a miscarriage.
I was pretty devastated. We had trouble getting pregnant again,
and for the first time, I started to contemplate the
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possibility that making a baby my life stream since I
was in kindergarten would not be as easy as I thought.
Welcome back. So I'm thirty three years old and I
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just suffered a miscarriage, and I realized that getting pregnant
might not be so easy. But a little over a
year later, I was pregnant again. I was thirty four
years old and one year shy of having what's termed
a geriatric pregnancy, like an old lady pregnancy basically, but
this time the pregnancy was viable. We had a heartbeat.
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The first time I heard that little thump thump, A
rush of emotion coursed through my body. The sound of
life coming from within me put things into perspective. I
really wasn't capable of understanding what it meant to create
life until that moment. I remember sobbing uncontrollably. It was
the sweetest sound I'd ever heard. I was so ready
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to have a baby. My lifelong dream was finally coming true.
I had done everything I set out to do before
welcoming this little one, and I was proud of myself.
I had a successful business with my husband. We owned
house in the Hollywood Hills, We had money in the bank.
We were killing it. Pregnancy was glorious. I wasn't one
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of those women that complained about being pregnant. I loved
every minute of it, especially the snacks. I was a
hungry little hippo with an insatiable appetite for mashed potatoes
and vanilla ice cream. I'd spent the majority of my
twenties and early thirties starving myself, but now I was
eating for two at the oth starvation. Hello carbs. It
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was time to indulge, and I took it to the
next level. At my peak, I gained eighty pounds, which
was hard on my small frame. The good part was
I carried a good portion of it in the boobage area.
Everywhere I went. My chest would be on time, but
the rest of me would arrive fashionably late. Patrick was
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kind enough to match me almost pound for pound. He
put on a commendable fifty pounds.
Speaker 1 (14:03):
Yeah. I'd later learned that they were called sympathy pounds.
Each morning, I felt compelled to drive twenty minutes out
of the way to a crispy cream and by two
dozen glazed doughnuts for the office. Then at night I
put down a pint of dual set de leche ice cream,
which is basically vanilla with caramel swirls. Ooh.
Speaker 2 (14:24):
Although being physically pregnant was great for me, it was
hard on our marriage. Patrick thought I was being overly dramatic,
and I felt he wasn't being sensitive to my changing needs.
I was feeling extreme fatigue, and we'd later learned that
it wasn't just due to the pregnancy. I had tumors
in my liver that were growing. Because of the pregnancy.
It was draining, but back then we had no clue,
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and we thought about it. In retrospect, it's clear why
we bickered so much during a time that should have
been filled with happiness. In our own way, we were
both fighting the natural rolls of husband and wife. As
my pregnancy progressed, I wanted to find out the sex
of the baby as soon as possible. I knew in
my heart it was a girl, and I already had
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her name picked out. One morning, early in my pregnancy,
I had a doctor's appointment that Patrick couldn't make, so
my sister agreed to go with me.
Speaker 1 (15:15):
All right, Adriana, don't find out the baby sex without me, okay.
I made her promise, all right.
Speaker 2 (15:24):
Later that same morning, during my ultrasound, my doctor asked,
would you like to know the sex? I glanced over
at my sister, who raised an eyebrow at me because
she knew what was coming next. Yes, yes, tell me,
tell me right now. He said, it's a girl. I
knew it. My lifelong dream of having a little girl
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was coming true. I swore my sister to secrecy, and
later that day Patrick asked if I'd found out the
baby sex, and I lied.
Speaker 1 (15:54):
Fourteen years later and I'm hearing the truth for the
first time. It explains a lot.
Speaker 2 (16:00):
Sorry, blame it on the hormones. Once I found out
I was having a daughter, something inside of me kicked in.
I felt strong and powerful. I finally understood what I
am A woman hear me roar truly meant. It was
then that I came to the definitive conclusion that there
is nothing better on God's good Earth than being a woman,
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because what's more powerful than creating life. But just as
it looked like the college feminist had left me for good,
something happened that brought it out again.
Speaker 3 (16:32):
I announced today that I'm forming a presidential exploratory committee.
Speaker 2 (16:40):
Hillary Clinton announced that she would be throwing her hat
in the race to become the two thousand and eight
Democratic presidential nominee. If she was successful, she'd be the
first woman president of the United States of America. Now,
before we go any further, let me state publicly that
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this is not easy for me to admit now, but
I was all in for Hillary. There. I was a
woman who happened to be pregnant with the daughter that
would one day grow up to be you guessed it
a woman, and we had never had a female president before.
The idea of a woman running the White House was
intoxicating to me. I was convinced Hillary had to win
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otherwise what kind of a misogynistic world would my daughter
have to grow up in. Looking back, it was clearly emotional.
I didn't care about Hillary's policies. What mattered most was
that she had a uterus. Hillary was to me what
Obama must have been to black people. I was such
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a Hillary diehard that I campaigned for her. I made
endless amounts of phone calls, I wrote emails. In fact,
one email assent was to all of my female friends
where I insisted that they vote for her. If you
don't v for Hillary, then what kind of a woman
are you? The thought of it now makes me want
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to crawl into a hole and hide forever.
Speaker 1 (18:13):
Now.
Speaker 2 (18:13):
At the time that Hillary announced, we were big players
in the entertainment world. Our company had control of budget,
big budget, and we were channeling most of it into filmmakers, musicians,
and artists. When that happens in Tintaltown, you quietly get
put onto a list. So one day late in my pregnancy,
I got an email. We were being invited to a
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Young Hollywood fundraiser at director Brett Radner's house in the
Hollywood Hills. For those of you who don't know the name.
Brett Radner was a big time film director before he
got toppled during the Me Too frenzy. Think Rush Hour movies,
Prison Break, TV series and X Men. That was Brett.
He was a real baller and he was organizing a
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Hillary Clinton fundraiser at his house. The entry fee could
probably get you a starter home in a developing country,
but we could afford it, and I was going to
meet the feminist icon to boot Patrick. We have to go.
I'm buying tickets, I said to my husband. He agreed.
We were so excited. I told everyone we knew that
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we were going to meet Hillary Clinton over and over again.
I bought a new outfit for the big event. This
is a bit challenging for me because I was nine
months pregnant. No matter what kind of dress I tried on,
they all made me look like a large tent, a
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red tent, a floral tent, a striped tent, just a
big old tent. I worried people might try and shelter
under me if it began to rain. It dawned on
me that my shoes were going to have to carry
my look for the night. So I spent another small
fortune on a gorgeous pair of cream colored Chloe pumps
that had gold hardware detailing. When I first laid eyes
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on those shoes, it was nothing short of love at
first sight. Leading up to the event, I put them
on walk in front of the mirror and admire how
gorgeous they looked on my big, fat, swollen feet. I
envisioned that Hillary would say to me, Oh my, I
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love your shoes. Well, thank you, thank you, Hillary, thank
you very much. The doorbell rang during one of those
daydreaming moments, so I proceeded to go down the stairs,
still wearing my amazing Chloe pumps. When the unthinkable happened.
Halfway down the stairs, the left heel gave out. It
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buckled under the pressure of my astronomical pregnancy weight. My
maternal instinct kicked in. I grabbed the railing with my
right hand and with my left arm I protected my belly.
I heard a snap. I wasn't sure if it was
my ankle or the shoe ouch. Patrick hell Patrick rushed
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me to the doctor, where it was determined I had
a very badly sprained ankle and I couldn't put any
pressure on it at all. Oh no, the Hillary Clinton
fundraiser is tomorrow, I cried to Patrick.
Speaker 1 (21:17):
Honey, don't worry about it. We'll get you a wheelchair, okay.
Speaker 2 (21:20):
But that plan was quickly squashed when we found out
that Brett Radner's home was the famed nineteen twenty seven
Hillhaven Lodge, once owned by screen legend Ingrid Bergmann. In
other words, it wasn't wheelchair friendly. I'm so bummed we're
gonna have to miss the event, I said to.
Speaker 1 (21:38):
Patrick, what I'm still going?
Speaker 2 (21:41):
Excuse me? I was piessed.
Speaker 1 (21:45):
In my defense, I was thinking with my wallet rather
than my brain. They weren't giving refunds. The entire rationale
for us spending a mini fortune on the tickets, in
my mind, was to schmooze with the crowd. It was
a business outing.
Speaker 2 (21:58):
So I went to say that I was angry that
he went without me is an understatement, but I finally
forgave him when the picture he took with Hillary arrived
in the mail a few weeks later. It was terrible.
Speaker 1 (22:16):
I made the mistake of trying to talk to her
as we stood there. I said something like, I bet
you're getting really tired of taking these. I don't remember
her response, but that's nothing new. Everything she says is forgettable,
except for when she called us deplorables.
Speaker 2 (22:30):
Yeah, so Hillary was mid sentence when the shutter snapped.
The picture was hilarious. Hillary's mouth was wide open like
a Clinton intern, and Patrick's might as well have been,
because he looked like he'd been shoveling dultyvilleche and Krispy
Kremes into his big pie hole for nine months. That's karma, baby.
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About a week later, I went into labor and everything
was going smoothly. Patrick was so loving. He was trying
to make up for his annoyingness during the pregnancy. We
got a private suite at Cedar Sinai Hospital in Los Angeles,
all to ourselves.
Speaker 1 (23:07):
This is the scene here, This is the view. What
are we looking at? Oh, we're looking at Jerry's Daily
That's not bad. It was Jerry's Deli.
Speaker 2 (23:16):
Around two am, the doctor told me to go to
sleep for a few hours until I dilated. More so
I did. I was deep in a dream about my
baby girl. What was she going to be like when
she grew up? What would she look like? Would she
have my personality or Patrick's. But I was woken from
my sleep when The doctors came barging in. We need
to do an emergency se section, they said, when right now?
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The doctor replied, our baby was flatlining. Time was of
the essence, her life depended on it. Do you want
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Speaker 1 (24:04):
Welcome back. So we found ourselves in an emergency situation.
Our baby was flatlining. Time was of the essence, her
life depended on it. So the doctor quickly numbed up Adriana.
I'm telling you, this was happening at lightning speed. One
second everything's going as planned, and the next were being
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rushed into surgery. The doctor told me to put on
a smock and follow him as quickly as possible. I
just remember feeling absolutely terrified. My wife and daughter's lives
were completely in someone else's hands. I'd never felt so helpless.
I feverishly threw on the smock and mask and cap
and rushed into the room where Adriana was already being anesthetized.
Speaker 2 (24:49):
I was paralyzed. Literally, I couldn't feel or move my
body from the neck down.
Speaker 1 (24:55):
As I looked at her, the doctor started opening her
up behind the curtain, and I'll never forget what it
looked like. Do you all remember the movie Braveheart or
William Wallace is laid out on the table being tortured.
You see his body lightly jerking as the executioner is
pulling out his intestines. Well, that's kind of like what
I was seeing. It was horrifying until I could hear
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my baby crying. Okay, she was alive. The speed that
they pulled this off was unbelievable. From the moment they
barged into the room until our daughter was delivered, only
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six minutes went by. Six long, excruciating minutes. It was
a close call, but our little girl made it through. Now,
when I heard her cry, that's when I realized I
was dropping the ball. Adriana had written a six page
berthing plan that I had to execute. I was supposed
to grab the video camera and film the entire birthing,
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So as I heard my daughter crying for the first time,
I scooped up the camera and hit record, Or at
least I thought I did. With all the emergency chaos,
I guess I missed the button. As I held the
camera on my daughter for the first time, I captured nothing.
Speaker 2 (26:22):
After my C section, I was taken to a recovery
room where I was tended to emergency surgery had taken
a serious toll on my body. Before I could see
my baby, I had to wait for the anesthesia to
wear off. It took hours. This was not at all
I pictured it would happen.
Speaker 1 (26:44):
Meanwhile, I was in phase two of the birthing plan,
better known as protect the baby at all costs.
Speaker 2 (26:51):
The second she comes out of my body, Patrick, don't
let her out of your sight. You know how many
kids are switched at birth, millions, millions and millions of kids.
Speaker 1 (27:00):
So as they waited her and cleaned her up, my
job was to never let her leave my sight, and
I took my job seriously. As they were closing Adriana
back up, I was escorted to a room to watch
my daughter. That's when phase three of the birthing plan
kicked in.
Speaker 2 (27:15):
No matter what you do, Patrick, do not give her
the pacifier.
Speaker 1 (27:20):
This one was a bit perplexing because I had no idea.
Speaker 2 (27:22):
Why I'd read in one of my many birthing books
that giving kids the choopye right after birth makes it
harder for them to latch on to the breast, therefore
making it impossible for you to ever breastfeed well.
Speaker 1 (27:36):
I was trying to stick to the plan, but something
happened along the way that's been occurring ever since. My
daughter convinced me otherwise. As I sat there with our
little girl, thirty minutes turned into an hour and our
little bear was cranky and shifting and crying. I tried
rocking her, I tried talking to her, but nothing would work.
So I decided to go off the script. It just
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so happened that the nurse gave me the thing I
was supposed to not put in our daughter's mouth, a pacifier.
I thought, what could it hurt? I mean, the damn
nurse gave it to me. So I did something I
haven't told my wife until this moment. You, son of that,
I gave our daughter the pacifier. Whereas my wife likes
to call it choopy, it worked like a charm. She
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settled down immediately. After about two hours of spending alone
time with her, the nurse came in and said, my
wife was well enough to see her this time. I
wasn't gonna blow it. As I handed our daughter to
the nurse, I grabbed the camera and figured out how
to press record what you do not really.
Speaker 2 (28:44):
Finally the moment arrived. Patrick walked in holding our baby girl.
I took her in my arms. She was perfect, ten
little fingers and ten tiny toes. I felt complete. To date,
it remains the single best moment of my life, and
just like that, we went from being a couple to
(29:06):
being a family. As time went by, we tried to
add to our little tribe, but it was not to be.
We couldn't get another bun in the oven. The tumors
in my liver were preventing another pregnancy, so carrying our
daughter to term was nothing short of a miracle. God
blessed us with one perfect baby. But the thing that
I've struggled with for many years is that if I
(29:27):
had decided to get pregnant earlier in life, during my
most fertile years, I would have had a chance to
have more children. The problem was I fell into the
feminist trope of career first, baby. Later, I let cultural
norms override my natural instincts, and it almost cost me
my ability to become a mother, which leads us back
(29:54):
to the question what's wrong with feminism? For starters, feminism
is a direct attack on the most important institution in America,
the nuclear family. Feminism told me that I was oppressed
because I carried the burden of having babies. That idea
(30:15):
seated in my mind in college blossomed into putting off
having a child, something I wanted my entire life, and
I almost missed the incredible gift of having a baby
because of it. For decades, feminist icons like Gloria Steinem
have told women they can't have it all, that we
could not have a successful career and be a mother.
Speaker 3 (30:36):
One of the big debates raging right now, at least
if you read what the media is writing about, is
this question about whether women can have it all. We're
still asking that question. No, of course, women can't have
it all as long as we have to do it all.
Speaker 2 (30:52):
What the hell does she know she's never had a child.
I am living proof that the icon of feminism was wrong.
As Phyllis Schlaffley once said, women can have it all,
maybe just not all at once. Women are given the
incredible gift of creating life, and no matter what people claim,
(31:13):
men will never be able to give birth. We should
embrace our wonderful superpower and reject those that want to
marginalize it because they are part of the force that's
trying to dismantle America, one family at a time.
Speaker 1 (31:28):
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