How did it feel to read that sentence? It was frightening to type it. It’s scary to think it, as I thumb notes for this article into my phone on the train, standing against the wall so my screen wasn’t visible to anyone else. Someone could be reading over my shoulder. Someone taller, richer, more connected. Someone who probably knew a QC, or at least an expensive lawyer, or had a beautiful sister or daughters, and could bury me in court. Someone who might have the impulse to follow me off the train and the 500 metres to work, so he would know where to wait for me in the dark.
It's time to end men.
It's time to end men.
It's time to end men.
How did it feel to read that sentence? It was frightening to type it. It’s scary to think it, as I thumb notes for this article into my phone on the train, standing against the wall so my screen wasn’t visible to anyone else. Someone could be reading over my shoulder. Someone taller, richer, more connected. Someone who probably knew a QC, or at least an expensive lawyer, or had a beautiful sister or daughters, and could bury me in court. Someone who might have the impulse to follow me off the train and the 500 metres to work, so he would know where to wait for me in the dark.