Sometimes you try. Sometimes you try to explain that you…as a woman…as an intelligent woman who lives in a free society…as a woman who has as many goals, aspirations and plans as any man…you call yourself a feminist because there were women (feminists) before you who carved out your path. And they were mavericks who did not have an easy go of it and deserve that respect. And still, whether everyone admits it or not, women are typically not as free as men are socially or economically. You try to explain that when you talk about feminism, you’re talking about your very life and the right to govern the choices you make and to be judged by your merits and weaknesses instead of superficial attributes (ie. tits). And you wonder why that is so hard to understand.
Yeah. First, it annoyed me. Then I laughed…’cause…whatever.