I’m through with the cynicism of men
The Patriarchy has no creativity or imagination — which is why it’s failing so spectacularly.
I don’t like to make generalizations about the sexes.
Blame my background in anthropology for my tendency to learn towards nurture > nature. Also the fact that I’m a diehard optimist, and I like to see the potential in people, rather than to view them as fixed entities with no agency for change.
But lately, with the way that #MeToo has been shifting public consciousness (with mine along with it), I’ve been noticing more and more patterns. Patterns which have become too overwhelmingly evident to ignore.
It’s not just #MeToo, of course. I’m connecting with more women, my research is leading me down new paths, I’m discovering new things about my own capacity and the capacity of the world around me every day.
I’m beginning to re-examine my experiences as a child, as a young adult, as a wife, as a mother, and as a professional through a new lens. My perspective has shifted.
You might say I’m waking up.
And what I’m realizing is making me feel really, really pissed off.