He wasn’t lurking in a dark alley, wearing a trench coat and waiting for this once unsuspecting and naïve little girl to walk past so he could grab me. He also never slipped anything into my drink or used my inebriated state as a reason to take me to the same dark alley I had done such a good job to avoid as a child.
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An edited version of this Op-Ed was published on Truth-Out.org. Unfortunately they edited out many of the most important parts that spoke about the systematic exploitation of Puerto Rico by the United States over the last 100+ years. Through no fault of their own, the Puerto Rican people have suffered through decades of heartache, disappointment, and having…Read more
This originally appeared on Guerrilla Feminism's site and is being republished with permission. Breast cancer gets a lot of attention, doesn’t it? With the concerning one in eight women who will be diagnosed with it—both normal folk and celebrities alike—friends and family soliciting donations, pink this and pink that, it is no wonder that it…Read more