I had an interesting conversation with my neighbour. He is a typical lad and in his head, feminists were hairy, fat, ugly women who wanted to demasculinize all men. I told him I’m a feminist, which made him feel uncomfortable. But then we talked a bit about work, and how it should be paid. About voting and if someone wants to vote or go to University, they should have the right to do so. I asked him if it should make a difference what gender you were to be allowed to earn the same, have the right to vote, or to get an education. I also asked him if his daughter (providing he had one, and she was an only child) should be allowed to inherit his money and his house, or should it be taken from her because she was a girl. He seemed a bit confused and upset. Of course she should get everything that belonged to him, she would be his only descendant!
So I told him he was a feminist because he demanded same rights for women as men had for decades. That left him gobsmacked.
Tomorrow I’m going to shake his world by inviting him to dinner and introducing him to veganism….