It’s difficult for me to write this blog because last time I wrote a blog about gun control after the Las Vegas massacre—which unfortunately wasn’t that long ago—I was targeted by right wing groups. They posted information about me online: my home address, my office address, information about my two young sons. All of which […] Read more…
As a woman I have high hopes for 2018. The unmasking of the dirty (not so) little secret of workplace sexual harassment as embodied by the #metoo movement and the record number of women who ran for office in 2017 lends itself to the sense that women have found their voices and aren’t going to […] Read more…
I was raised by hippie parents. And by hippie I don’t mean fun-loving, pot-smoking, free-loving flower children. Mine were more of the hard-core, politically-active, change-the-world variety. Growing up, my parents taught me that I was capable of doing anything I set my mind to do. It wasn’t until later in life that I learned the […] Read more…
The recent unleashing of all the years of pent up secret keeping about sexual harassment has me absolutely giddy. It’s as if all of us women who have experienced some degree of sexual degradation at work now have permission—from society and more importantly ourselves—to tell the truth. No longer do any of us have to […] Read more…
My story about being sexually harassed is one of my funniest. Of course, it’s been heavily edited and refined over the years. Since my early twenties I’ve managed to whittle away all the scary anxiety-provoking parts until it was boiled down to something resembling a scene out of a nineteen-fifties comedy; slightly inappropriate yet humorous. […] Read more…
I’m furious. Totally and completely furious. And I hope you are too. Consider yourself warned because the next person to tell me that gun control is a slippery slope and that will lead to only the “bad guy” owning guns I’m going to punch them in the throat. Hard. Can we all please remember that […] Read more…
I live in house with two sons, a husband and two male dogs. I am the only estrogen in my house. This translates into 22 consecutive weeks where pretty much the only thing on our television is football. There is literally a game every freaking day and night: professional, college, high school, flag. My house […] Read more…
Like every mother I spent most of my boys’ young lives teaching them that hitting is wrong. Having two sons that lesson had to be reinforced often. Like real often. But then in elementary school something changed. The stories I had heard about bullying now suddenly were actually happening to my friend’s children. Nasty, scary […] Read more…
When I read the findings of a poll published in this week’s New York Times I felt like perhaps the Morning Consult, the firm that had conducted the poll, had inadvertently surveyed the citizens of Saudi Arabia rather than the good ‘ole US of A. The poll showed without a doubt that adults do not […] Read more…
I have loved Wonder Woman ever since I was in elementary school. I insisted on wearing my Wonder Woman underoos as often as possible (even when the red and blue graphics were clearly visible through whatever I was wearing—much to my mother’s horror). Linda Carter as Wonder Woman was my hero. She was beautiful, strong, […] Read more…