Today at Feministing, I wrote about the power that men have to intervene when they see sexism happening – and how that power is best wielded.
“So, I was just in the men’s room, and I overheard a conversation that made me think of you.”
When you’re a feminist blogger, a lot of conversations with your friends begin this way.
In this case, my friend Charles was right: the conversation he had overheard did interest me. We were at a wedding reception, and Charles had found himself in the men’s room with a few members of the wedding party. One of them turned to another and asked something along the lines of, “Hey, dude, are you going for bridesmaids tonight?” to which the other replied something along the lines of, “Yeah, the one with the big tits.”
Charles didn’t join in the discussion, but he did come right back to our table and recount it to me.
“So, did you say anything?” I asked.
“No. I mean, what would I have said?” he responded.
You can read the rest here.