Feminism, to be worthy of the name, has to be something more than mere attention to women’s experience of gender. It matters what that attention produces, what it has to say about women’s lives. “Women are always, essentially this subservient and cannot be otherwise” is not a feminist statement.

It is not “feminist,” to me, to do what much of Munro’s fiction seems to do: to lionize women’s passivity and suffering, or to apply a mysticizing essentialism to their self-destructive desire for men’s love and attention.

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like spreading pesto on your toast, spreading butt paste on your firstborn is an experience that transcends time

we are so back; perhaps too back

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