I Am Woman, Hear Me Shame: 4 Ways to Kill Your Inner Misogynist

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By Eliza David

Being a woman is a LOT. We face a litany of challenges, wearing many hats as we navigate through the jungle of sexism. But alas – the drama doesn’t end there. Many of us are also subject to racism, homophobia, lower pay, ageism, mommy guilt, or a wicked combo of any and all. It’s tough stuff, which is why the last thing we need as women is to turn on each other.

In a New York Times op-ed piece, actress/alleged feminist Mayim Bialik pointed to beholding beauty standards and lack of modesty as invitations to sexual assault (and then subsequently offered a quasi-apology for the absentminded piece). Although her cringe-worthy words were 2,736 types of wrong, it created a dialogue among women regarding how we can be our own worst enemies. The knee-jerk reaction to uphold the low standards of misogyny has been internalized. I’ve been guilty of it myself in the past – we all have, I’m willing to wager. Continue reading

What The Chicago Women’s March Taught Me

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By Megan Kramer

When I first heard about the Women’s March in Washington, D.C., that would follow the inauguration of Donald Trump, I was determined to join. It felt like the first real action I could take to potentially make a difference—an action that would fly in the face of the sexist, racist, divisive rhetoric coming from Trump and his cabinet.

I booked a plane ticket from Chicago and made lodging plans that wouldn’t break the bank, but, unfortunately, those lodging plans fell through at the last minute. Unable to find another affordable and safe option in time, I decided I would go to the Chicago Women’s March instead. I was disappointed I wouldn’t make it to D.C., but little did I know that marching in Chicago would turn out to be even more inspiring. Continue reading