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Susan's avatar

Lately, as a woman....I have begun to question my acceptance of the crumbs of equality swept our way. Understand, I do not consider my struggle as hard or difficult in comparison to what women of color face, but I find myself furious. Simply furious to have wasted a minute, on makeup, clothes, and acquiescence. And those that know me would never describe me as a milk toast. Still I gave grace to men....who should have been called on the carpet, for their million and one little microaggresive comments...their condescending remarks, on and on....I worked primarily with men. To my credit, I never let it slow me down nor took any of it personally....so why am I furious? Because society allows this environment of turning women into a commodity to be tolerated, exploited, and disregarded...unless they are forced to do otherwise. And....I can say...it was men who gave me my chances. One...was a sexist....the other not. Yet I held no grudge.

Still, I know...the internal insistance to be treated as a partner, a fully respected collaborator has surfaced with a fury....and spread. I now demand consideration for myself, my sisters of color, for the environment, and for animals. The challenge now...is how to be heard...how to rally and not scare off similar budding ideologically driven people...

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Al Bellenchia's avatar

I didn’t use to think this way, or maybe more precisely, I didn’t want to consider this point of view. My work in affordable housing has made me reconsider.

It seems that one - consciously or not - objectifies and dehumanizes that which one wants to control for his own purposes, rather than a collective good. It serves to make the pursuit/acquisition/conquest more internally defensible?

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