I hate it when people say “we don’t really mean YOU” because it only means “Uh-oh. We’ve hurt someone and we have to backpedal.”
People I know will talk at length about how ridiculous and over-sensitive and overly angry they think feminists are, or social justice activists more generally, and often expressly refer to specific views I share or groups I’m a part of, but, “well, obviously we don’t mean you.” They don’t mean me because I’m not confrontational, I’m not argumentative, I stay quiet and let everything slide because direct confrontation is something I really struggle with. They don’t mean me, even though if I spoke my mind more often, they’d know they do mean me.
They don’t mean you, yet, they just want to check you’ll laugh along and keep the part of you they clearly do mean out of their sight.
They don’t mean you as a disabled person either. Certainly, when misogynist and/or ableist trolls came after the NUS Women’s Conference for using BSL applause to accommodate various…
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