I feel the same way about mansplaining and other sexist microaggressions. Every successful women has stories of being overlooked or underestimated (“Where’s the doctor?” “I’m the doctor.”) but these are blips in otherwise cushy lives. Any other women’s issue you could name (sexual harassment, maternity leave…) is 100x more important.
I feel the same way about mansplaining and other sexist microaggressions. Every successful women has stories of being overlooked or underestimated (“Where’s the doctor?” “I’m the doctor.”) but these are blips in otherwise cushy lives. Any other women’s issue you could name (sexual harassment, maternity leave…) is 100x more important.
My mother was a business woman in the 1940’s to the 1960’s. Pretty lonely place if you’re a woman back then. She told us she got chased around the table by men more than once, but her attitude was that you deal with it and move forward rather than whine or complain. She and my dad were dirt poor. I mean zero as in hungry poor. They raised four successful kids, met many famous Americans including 3 Presidents, and brought home hitchhiking servicemen of all races for dinner all the time. My dad was beat up for his ethnicity growing up. He never held a grudge. That’s my example, and that’s my America. What’s yours?
I feel the same way about mansplaining and other sexist microaggressions. Every successful women has stories of being overlooked or underestimated (“Where’s the doctor?” “I’m the doctor.”) but these are blips in otherwise cushy lives. Any other women’s issue you could name (sexual harassment, maternity leave…) is 100x more important.
My mother was a business woman in the 1940’s to the 1960’s. Pretty lonely place if you’re a woman back then. She told us she got chased around the table by men more than once, but her attitude was that you deal with it and move forward rather than whine or complain. She and my dad were dirt poor. I mean zero as in hungry poor. They raised four successful kids, met many famous Americans including 3 Presidents, and brought home hitchhiking servicemen of all races for dinner all the time. My dad was beat up for his ethnicity growing up. He never held a grudge. That’s my example, and that’s my America. What’s yours?