The first time I said “mansplaining,” it did exactly what it was supposed to do. He was explaining something I already knew. Not loudly. Not cruelly. Just with a confidence so assured it assumed I needed even the simplest things spelled out for me. Continue reading

There is a particular tone some men use when they say the word feminist. A slight upward lift at the end, like they’re waiting for applause. Like they’ve done something admirable. Continue reading