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Sort of surprised me that the image didn’t evoke more response, the picture of the Feministas logo. Sign. Symbol. Whatever it is.

That I am a closeted feminist? Not so much. Not really. I’m not an anything. I’d like to think that I’m open-minded, but I am self-aware enough to realize the limits with considering myself open-minded.

Age has set in.

I still hew to my favorite line, from a cousin, ironic and yet, remarkably truthful, as it applies to me, “I’m no feminist. The patriarchy is going to fall, but I’m no feminist.”

Way it goes, these days.

The term “feminista” may appear pejorative or outright defamatory to some. Apologies. Meant as standard bit of slang, nothing more.

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