Last spring, I taught Transnational Feminisms. Which was *wonderful*--but you know, they were the choir, there was absolutely no need to preach.
This year, I begged to be assigned the introductory Women’s Studies course with some romantic activist notion of grooming forty feminists out of a cohort of “my advisor says I have to take this course to graduate.”
Yeah. You know how this is going already. There were so many assertions of post-feminism and accusations of “reading too much into things.”
Until this: http://twitter.com/rulesforgirls