When I grew up, it would have been easy to call me a feminist. I believed that women could do anything they wanted except maybe write their name in the snow while taking a leak.
That was about it.
Of course, back then, we didn’t have debate over who was and wasn’t a woman either.
Today, if you called me a feminist, I’d be sorely tempted to deck you. I absolutely loathe what feminists are today. Especially since it’s pretty clear they believe women simply can’t think for themselves.
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