Disclaimer: This post may sound preachy. It was not intended so. It is a collection of accumulated opinions on social media posts that I cannot help but share. Based on some exchanges, I have a few simple, probably obvious points to make to those that are willing to keep an open mind. I am going…
It is painfully obvious that I am a feminist. Painfully because it has become so that it is not possible to have any other conversation other than my feminism. Somedays it peeves me. Some days, I say, “Wake Up and Smell the Patriarchy People”! This I tell to myself and those that are blissfully in…
My daughter wants to be a princess. She likes Disney’s Queen Elsa. She is four years old. This morning she was singing “let it go” at the top of her lungs. And it bothers me. It bothers me to have my little girl, the one I have worked so hard to raise, picking yellow instead…
Feminism should petrify you if you are invested in patriarchy.
While sometimes very amusing, this can be an annoyance that easily transcends to distraction and sometimes even the occasional punch in the proverbial gut from those special bullies.
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