I’m not a great feminist like I’m not a great father.
But I try.
I don’t like the word ally, even though I understand it and want to be what it implies.
What I am is male. A white male, in fact, living at the height of my species’ dominance and the pinnacle of my sexs’ power.
Entitlement isn’t a concept or a designation you either fall into or you don’t, if you’re white, male and living in America, you’re entitled.
Here I am, writing about myself. When what I intended to write about was women. Continue reading Sex-ism