Our Privilege is Showing, White People
I was a white kid living in a middle-class suburban neighborhood. I grew up in a place and with a face that meant people gave me the benefit of the doubt. I did...
Category: feminism
It’s National Superhero Day
I was never a big superhero fan. The Superman and Batman movies of my youth were flashy and colorful but forgettable. The dialogue was trite, the plots simplist...
It’s National Barbie Day!
When I was a kid, much to my feminist mother’s chagrin, I adored Barbies. I spent my allowance money on Day-to-Night Barbie, Pretty-in-Pink Barbie, and Ba...
Dickens Was Right, Damnit
We had to memorize the first sentence of A Tale of Two Cities, which didn't seem like a big deal until I realized it takes up the ENTIRE FIRST PAGE OF THE BOOK.
My Two Grandmothers
My two grandmothers were diametrical opposites. They got along okay on family vacations, but Grammy June sometimes discreetly turned down her hearing aids when ...
Is it a Boy or a Girl?
That’s the first question people ask about a newborn baby. It’s what determines nursery themes and the attendant comments of well-wishers. She’...
“Men and Women Can’t Be Friends”
I have always liked men, not just to sleep with, but as friends too. I enjoy the different perspectives they tend to offer from my women friends. But in my earl...