I used to think feminists were annoying. There, I said it. Once upon a time, as a blissful innocent, I thought gender issues were sufficiently managed, on the right track, and generally last-century, and that we were ready to move into a broader -ism. Humanism, for example. Part of this arose from being thoroughly spoiled–I was never told, growing up, that there were professions or activities I couldn’t participate in because I was a girl, and I never felt like I had fewer opportunities than the boys I knew.
