Tag: Feminism

Ditz Bitz

“Who do you think is more self-deprecating? Men or women?” It was the 5th inning of the Milwaukee Brewers home opener, generally the time when my reflections turn to topics off the field. More than halfway through a ball game is right when conversation… Continue Reading “Ditz Bitz”

Suit Yourself

A guy with a cigarette hanging out of his mouth like that would probably accuse an uninformed person of not knowing shit from Shinola. This would be under his breath so you would only actually hear the ‘ola’ part because he was a gentleman,… Continue Reading “Suit Yourself”

I Don’t Have a Blowtorch but I Do Have a Hair Dryer

It has taken an extraordinarily long time but I have had it with being oppressed. More specifically, I am done with thinking I’m oppressed or thinking that all women are oppressed, lamenting that, worrying about it. Even though it’s true and in extremes beyond… Continue Reading “I Don’t Have a Blowtorch but I Do Have a Hair Dryer”

The Feminist Struggle of Dogs

Dogs have a power hierarchy that has been working for them since the Stone Age. So why do I keep thinking I can establish an egalitarian dog society in my house, in which the two dogs would function as equals and partners and they… Continue Reading “The Feminist Struggle of Dogs”

Complicit: How We Propagate Rape Culture

Rape culture is aided and abetted by many things. Music that hypes the domination of women by men, the sexual objectification of girls and young women in clothing, media depictions, and everyday language, and the eschewing of feminism by women themselves all pile up… Continue Reading “Complicit: How We Propagate Rape Culture”

The Hooked Rug

This was not what I’d had in mind. My vision was me sitting in a rocker, nursing my beautiful baby, my long hair shielding her little face from the moonlight, Joan Baez singing softly in the background. I thought having a baby would be… Continue Reading “The Hooked Rug”

Margaret Thatcher and Shirley Muldowney

8 of 18 It’s enough that they did it first. They didn’t have to do it right. Margaret Thatcher was the first woman to be Prime Minister of the UK after elbowing her way through layers of rock hard, calcified male privilege. She went… Continue Reading “Margaret Thatcher and Shirley Muldowney”

Going Back to Explain

On Monday night, I’m going to put on my skinny jeans from Target and my really great looking brown boots, wrap a paisley scarf around my neck and put on my brown velvet jacket and I’m going to walk into the Central Michigan University… Continue Reading “Going Back to Explain”

It Came Down to Shaving

We recognized each other by the hair on our legs.  Noticeable stubble was just hygiene laziness.  Fully grown out leg hair that lay in waves and maybe curls, that extended down the leg to an abrubt line at the ankle like a pair of… Continue Reading “It Came Down to Shaving”

Do I Want to Be Cheryl Strayed or Her Mother?

It’s not that Cheryl Strayed hiked 1,100 miles, a trip chronicled in her book, Wild: Lost and Found on the Pacific Crest Trail.  It’s that she did it alone. She chose to be alone.  No cell phone. No hiking partner. No thin string connecting… Continue Reading “Do I Want to Be Cheryl Strayed or Her Mother?”

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