I’m a Feminist?

For years, like many people, the word feminist has conjured up a certain image for me. In the past it was spectres of aggressive hairy-legged women with bushy armpits and wimpy pony-tailed, bearded men marching in the streets demanding not equality for women, but special considerations. I thought of radical people pushing political correctness which makes me  forgo […]

Transmitting the Faith

I have a confession to make: I am a man. Not only that, I am a white man. In the southern United States. Which means I’m part of a very privileged group. As such I’m probably the absolute last person that should say a single word about the brouhaha over Ms. Phyllis‘ words in Memphis […]