Originally appeared on Role/Reboot. Republished here with permission.
For a while, I managed to hold it together. There was pie to eat and wine to drink and a couch to sink gratefully into. There were friends to laugh with and sigh with, dishes to clean up, and an 8am meeting on my calendar to shake my fist at. There were distractions galore.
Around midnight Tuesday night, when my friends trickled out of the apartment, yawning, and I was alone again, I stretched out on the couch for the long wait. I remember how I felt in 2008 watching Obama’s acceptance speech, and I wanted that feeling again. Keep reading »
It seems like every day another Republican politician is bloviating about the definition of rape as if he, a middle-aged man, is the true authority on the subject. As Tina Fey said so perfectly in her speech at the Center for Reproductive Rights, “If I have to listen to one more grey-faced man with a $2 haircut explain to me what rape is, I’m going to lose my mind.” I mean, we currently live in a culture where a chart is required to keep track of which male politicians claim rape cannot cause pregnancy and which ones believe it is simply part of God’s comprehensive plan to inflict devastating sexual violence on women and populate the earth with the fruits of their rapists’ loins.
Instead of patiently explaining to these men why they have no reason, no right, and no qualifications to mansplain these serious issues to me, I’m going to take a page from their playbook and blindly, confidently, and erroneously explain a few things to them. Because obviously, as a 27-year-old woman, I am an expert on the following things… Keep reading »