The rhetorical willingness to break eggs became, in practice , only a thrifty capacity for finding the sermon in every stone. Burn the literature, Ti-Grace Atkinson said in effect when it was suggested that, even come the revolution, thee would still be left the whole body of "sexist" Western literature. But of course no books would be burned: the women of this movement were perfectly capable of crafting didactic revisions of whatever apparently intractable material came to hand.

As a fat person, burdened with the knowledge that your only valid cultural utility is as a "before" picture to inspire Kirstie Alley to eschew that third handful of GoLean Crunch, there is no socially acceptable posture but that of constant apology. Oh, I'm sorry, thin people, for eating where you can see me—but don't worry, I'll just have this salad so as not to confirm your suspicions about my disturbing fettuccine alfredo addiction.

Women make less money, exert less political influence, have their clitorises cut out (actually really truly — Google it), and are widely thought of as property and treated like poop. Privilege is real,

If labeling and categorizing ourselves is going to shut the world down, it has been a long time coming.