TO FALTERING FEMINISTS
Dear Feminist, There are days when speaking up and challenging pernicious narratives will confer on you some form of veneration. People will applaud you. You will feel like the messiah, the one who has been chosen to speak up for those who are either too timid to hold their own opinions, or simply lack the eloquence to share their thoughts convincingly. And boy, does this feel so good. Here's the ugly part, though: these times never last. Brace up for the next phase; that phase in which you will begin to sound like a broken record. You will shout out in defence of your gender, but you will be knocked down by a wall of silence—the intimidating silence of your own members. You will question your sense of humour when everyone else laughs at jokes that disparage you and other members of your gender. You will tell yourself that you aren't any more special than the feminists who find these jokes hilarious. You will ask yourself who you think you are, to object to a joke that even yo...