by bfp I was reading this today–a story about a woman who was feeding food to bears in hear back yard and then was mauled to death–and I couldn’t help it. I had to ask. How would feminism understand this woman? Would she be a feisty old lady? A woman who stood up against the [...]

there has been a lot of pain these past few weeks. a lot. a lot of silencing pain. that is, a pain that makes it hard to speak. hard to remember what to say–hard to remember why any of this matters. the number of times i’ve sat at this computer, looking at my “add new [...]