It's really starting to strike me just how massively important this is, and it's weighing on me. Not in a bad way, not at all. More like... in a holy-crap-I'd-really-really-better-get-this-right kind of way. It's heavy.
|Marty McFly: Whoa. This is heavy. |
Dr. Emmett Brown: There's that word again. "Heavy."
Why are things so heavy in the future?
Is there a problem with the Earth's gravitational pull?
Of course I want to raise my son to be a good person. I hope that he'll be thoughtful, compassionate, brave, determined and kind, just to name a few. But, more than that, I want, no, I need him to know how to really, truly respect and appreciate women. And what better way to teach him this than by showing him how strong and capable a woman can be? I want to embody this strength for him. I want to command his respect, not just as his mother but as a woman, and I want him to learn from that to extend respect to all the women in his life. I really hope he'll think his mom kicks ass. :)
Being that the true meaning of feminism is the promotion of equality between the sexes, I don't hesitate to call myself a feminist. And I sure hope Calvin will be, too.