I was never a very good fit with this lot, but once I was in it was hard to think of myself ever leaving. Oddly enough the convictions I took on within feminism, modifying it for my moral comfort, marked me as “radical” so long as I identified first and foremost with the sisterhood, but “conservative” if I identified first and foremost with faith. Anti-pornography, anti-prostitution, and anti-sexualization-of-everything–these are actually outside the mainstream of feminism these days. The movement has been vastly handed over to those calling themselves “sex positives” and who do things like organize “slut walks.” (I hate that word, for the record, but that’s what they call it.) However the radicals were also profoundly anti-marriage, anti-family, and anti-me-getting-laid, ever, unless it was I suppose with one of them. So that was also a bust.


this sounds softy tbh