I notice among several of my male friends that they’re not free. They’re actually in financial and existential bondage. The ones I knew when I was little grew up having reality dictated to them by overbearing faithless, power-hungry ninnies. Before the fifth grade, my parents told me to question. Increasingly, as I grew up, church wahmen and school wahmen targeted me. I was singled out, mocked and harassed. That’s no…
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