Women don’t have to be someone’s sister, mother, daughter or a man’s significant other to matter. Women don’t have to smile. They’re not living, breathing decorations, or objects with parts to be grabbed by grubby, diminutive hands. It turns out, like, they’re people, just like men?
And the fact that a lot of progress has been made in normalizing the idea – but obviously not enough – is what is what makes this Oval Office sexist grossness so infuriating.
(Year Zero/Day One Hundred and Sixty)
It’s the darndest thing. Everywhere I go, all I see is men.
I popped by the Oval Office to have words with our recent unauthorized contributor. XY all around the room.
Then over to the Masonic lodge. All men.
My brothers and I popped by the Russian banya down the street. Total sausage fest.
Finally I went to my old fraternity house. Granted, it was the middle of the day, but there wasn’t a lady in sight.
Did the planet just lose 51% of its population, or is there something else going on?
(Year Zero/Day Forty-Eight)