The Male Feminist: Mangina or Snake In the Grass?

Occasionally along my journey as a sassy old broad, I encounter a professed male feminist.  Some even fancy themselves activists, and participate in whatever march or political campaign the group is involved with. Every single time, these supposed sympathetic males’ attention turns to me, they end up being over entitled piglets whose worldview is even…

The Nile is in Egypt but Denial is in Babylon

On the other side of that madness we call love, since the person I loved didn’t exist, it’s time for strategy.  I learned a lot from this past experience.  It taught me how to spot a closet feminist and/or male green card whore. Red flags listed in hindsight, for the benefit of other women who…

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