International Women’s Day 2021

When you are continually told–in words, in actions, in systems–that you are worthless or less than, you have to seek out things to love. And that self-love becomes an act of rebellion.

The Everyday Activist

In a musty, dusty corner of my brain, there resides a card catalog full of bold names and deeds. Those names and deeds are cross-reference with my own subjectivity and experiences. When I need to, I do a mental flip through until I get what I’m looking for. When I hear a word like activist,…

Best of Men and Best of Husbands

Occasionally people ask me if I hate men. Playing a feminist version of the old “Bloody Mary” game of slumber parties past, I’ve stood with eyes squeezed shut and asked a mirror the same question. “Do I hate men?” “Do I hate men?” “Do I hate men?” When I’ve opened my eyes, the answer is…

See You Next Tuesday

With any luck my last political post will come sometime on Wednesday and will be about sweeping glass shards from the floor. My moods during the last six months have see-sawed, as has my conviction that in January The United States of America will inaugurate its first female President. I’ve gone through heartbreak, confusion, anger, rage,…