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Work 4 Peace,Hold All Life Sacred,Eliminate Violence! I am on my mobile version of the door-to-door, going town-to-town holding readings/gatherings/discussions of my book "But What Can I Do?" This is my often neglected blog mostly about my travels since 9/11 as I engage in dialogue and actions. It is froth with my opinions, insights, analyses toward that end of holding all life sacred, dismantling the empire and eliminating violence while creating the society we want all to thrive in

Saturday, April 13, 2019

Sexism alive and well

I am at a Rehoboth Beach conference center, walking down the hall towards the door when a tall white man approaches me and asks me where the bathroom is....HON.... Really? Hon? A man hasn't dared to call me that in I don't know how many decades. When I responded with "down the hall, dear" he abruptly stopped, turned red in the face and then continued in the direction I indicated.

A couple hours later, 6 womyn and myself were sitting at a table outside a restaurant, sharing a meal and lots of conversation and laughter when yet another white man strolls over, places his hands on the fence barrier and stretches his body as far as he can to get right into the middle of our table. He starts talking loudly, commenting on our vivacious 'chatter' and I raise my voice to tell him he's interrupting.

He laughs and insists on joining in the merry time, continuing to talk as if we will be so happy to include him. NOT. The womon next to me leans almost into his face, points her finger and tells him quite loudly we're talking about overthrowing male domination and patriarchy now. This kinda silences him as he hesitates, maybe waiting for a punch line but we've ignored him and are continuing with our conversation.

Really men, get a fuckin life.


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