Monthly Archives: July 2020

“Beware the danger of what I call Feminism Lite.”

Posted on July 29, 2020 by Kate Stover

“Feminism Lite” is the idea of conditional female equality, where men believe they are superior but should be expected to “treat women well.”  It can be disguised as real feminism when men behave in an equitable way – but believe … Continue reading →

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“Wasn’t memory, that bully and oppressor, supposed to become soft and spongy?”

Posted on July 22, 2020 by Kate Stover

What if you found out that many of your memories were either wrong or incomplete? Maybe you would have the same disconcerted feeling that I had when I first saw the cover of this book.  It’s a picture of someone … Continue reading →

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“What my father wanted to cast from me wasn’t a demon: it was me.”

Posted on July 15, 2020 by Kate Stover

To say that Tara Westover’s dad demanded complete obedience to his rules and doctrine would be an understatement.  When one of his children disobeyed, he assumed it could be due to one thing only: the work of the devil. He … Continue reading →

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“And I know that I must go on doing this dance on hot bricks till I die.”

Posted on July 6, 2020 by Kate Stover

The brilliant novelist Virginia Woolf used this metaphor to describe her ongoing struggle with mental health in her diary on March 1, 1937, which was 42 years after her first nervous breakdown and four years before she drowned herself. What … Continue reading →

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