I’ve learnt that being a feminist doesn’t mean you will never fuck up again. We are undoing years of internalized misogyny, racism, homophobia, ableism, transphobia, prejudices, [ed note and biphobia], and stereotypes.
I’m fat, queer and genderfluid; and I still say offensive things about all of the things that I am. The point is to recognize when you do it, and to stop doing it again.
“Do what you love” disguises the fact that being able to choose a career primarily for personal reward is a privilege, a sign of socioeconomic class. Even if a self-employed graphic designer had parents who could pay for art school and co-sign a lease for a slick Brooklyn apartment, she can bestow DWYL as career advice upon those covetous of her success.
If we believe that working as a Silicon Valley entrepreneur or a museum publicist or a think-tank acolyte is essential to being true to ourselves, what do we believe about the inner lives and hopes of those who clean hotel rooms and stock shelves at big-box stores? The answer is: nothing.”