I never thought much about feminism growing up. I’m lucky to have a father that taught me how to use power tools and change tires, but who himself changed diapers and knew the art of making perfect Thanksgiving stuffing and Sunday morning pancakes.
But as I grow up and observe the world around me, I meet people both home and abroad who have been affected by discriminatory attitudes, abuse, and ridicule. I sigh at the omnipresence of impossibly thin feminine “role models,” cringe at the voyeuristic advertising of companies like American Apparel, shout back at the men who shout “hey, baby!” or grab my arm several times a day on the roadsides in Uganda.
And hope for humanity when I see projects like this video, calling out advertisers for their damaging campaigns. Watch the video, and read more here.