What Has She Brought Us? Hope.

It’s hard to think of something to say about Carrie Fisher that hasn’t already been said. The woman was a powerhouse, and the internet rightly lit up with her praises the day of her passing. She was a feisty soul who ate patriarchy on buttered toast for breakfast and cut sexist media standards off at the knees. She worked to take away the stigma of mental illness. She didn’t edit herself as...

To Friends and Family I Love Who Voted Trump

I have quite a few friends, family members, and family-members-of-friends who have always been dear to me and who made different voting choices than I did during this election season. You voted for Trump, maybe because you were enthusiastic about him, or maybe because you just thought he was okay-ish—or maybe you really disliked him but really disliked Clinton more. There were lots of reasons,...

#LoveGrowsMutuality — I Really Believe That

In the past few months, writers and theologians who hold conservative views on gender roles have made a lot of claims that misbehaving men are the only reason women feel they need egalitarianism/feminism, and that if all boyfriends and husbands treated women well, women would abandon these ideologies and slide happily into complementarian life. We egalitarian wives and girlfriends know better,...

Love Grows Mutuality

During the week of April 25-29, myself and others will be blogging on the topic Love Grows Mutuality. (Feel free to use that as a hashtag on Twitter!) In the past few months, writers and theologians who hold conservative views on gender roles have made a lot of claims that misbehaving men are the only reason women feel they need egalitarianism/feminism, and that if all boyfriends and husbands...

Dear David Bowie

I see you’ve thwarted my secret plan to someday arrange a meeting between yourself and my husband for his birthday. You old coot, you! The world has been without you for several hours now, and that’s several hours too long, if you ask me. In those hours, I’ve been crushed again and again by the possible meetings I had always imagined with you. We were waiting for you to do just one more...