In some ways, I grew up very sheltered. An absentee father and no close male relatives meant that my primary roles models were all women. My mother and grandmother were both strong women, and I saw them doing anything and everything that needed to be done, every day, with no question that this was anything but the way it should be. It never
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Our "little world" IS normal. I refuse to believe otherwise. Yes, there's a large contingent of people for whom our outlook is as foreign as it was fifty years ago. But I look around me, not only at my fannish friends (kickass chicks all!) and my family (where my mom, her sistser and I once cheerfully explained to my new cousin-in-law at my grandfather's wake that "the Wieging women are tough broads and proud of it!"), but at my bosses and my theatre friends and my everyday mundane contacts.
And I'm happy to say that I can't imagine one single woman with whom I currently have regular contact who doesn't know rape when she sees it, and call it by its name, and judge it unacceptable no matter what.
It's still a work in progress, yes. But our world is normal.
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We can write whatever we like, very true, but we are responsible for our words and whatever shitstorm may be called down upon us because of them. So many writers don't seem to GET that.
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