Feminism and the Mommy Wars: My own salvo.
I was re-reading my blog in a fit of narcissism the other night. That’s what I do now after the kids have gone to bed. 2,150 more words
Scampi: What do you call it when the air snaps and cracks – is that electricity, or dust?
Scampi: You know what I mean. 378 more words
Most of our moms didn’t manage to break through the glass ceiling as they anticipated, no matter how many bras they burnt in the 60ies. With women overtaking subject after subject at Western universities, but not leadership position after leadership position, it’s no wonder that more and more well-educated ladies are now adjusting their comfy bras and rolling up the sleeves of their cute floral dresses in order to find new ways of securing their rights. 1,073 more words
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‘This isn’t going to be one of those ‘new feminist’ books that reiterate negative stereotypes about 1970s’ feminism and position younger feminists in opposition to it.
I first came across the term “womanist” in college. I instinctively dismissed it as another way to divide a precarious base. As another way to confuse and overcomplicate a seemingly simple idea that woman deserve equity, as already promoted by feminists. 715 more words