Lessons from feminism: what I, as a mother, do and do not want to teach my daughter
In this piece I will be dissecting and discussing feminist and social justice issues in a manner which is logical and, while not necessarily politically correct, hopefully written with enough tact to avoid causing offense. Because triggers. I consider myself to be a strong, intelligent and well adjusted woman. Despite being born in Apartheid-era South Africa in 1986, with the associated privileges of being of European descent, I was raised by forward thinking parents who taught me to treat all people equally. And I must state that, although I describe my ethnicity as being privileged, I come from a middle class family and we were not wealthy. However, as previously stated, today I am not writing about racial injustices, I am writing about m y views on feminism. And these are mixed to say the least. I believe in equality and I am grateful to the pioneering feminists of previous generations who paved the way for me to live the life that I am living. What I do not buy into is (radic