Commentary I am writing on May 9, Mothers’ Day in the United States. I used to look askance at the holiday, not because I have anything against mothers—on the contrary—but because it always seemed like a Hallmark Holiday, something manufactured by corporate interests and glazed in a sugar of sentimentality from which one could free oneself only by a tithe of flowers and/or luncheon for the mothers in one’s life. Lately, however, I have become a staunch partisan of the holiday. This is not because I doubt the cynicism of the interests encouraging us to splurge on cards, flowers, chocolates, and luncheons, but rather the wardens of wokeness have finally got around to canceling the very idea of motherhood. Thus we have Congresswoman Ayanna Pressley calling for an expansion of Medicaid to include “coverage for birthing people.” “Birthing people.” Pressley is a freak, granted. But she is not alas an anomaly …