A Wicked Life

When I was a young woman, I did not want to be a feminist. All the "feminists" I knew, bashed men. Yelled at them for opening doors or pulling out their chairs. I liked having doors opened for me. I liked my boyfriend walking on the street-side of the sidewalk beside me. And I did not want to share restrooms with guys. Young girls today want to be feminists because that is what Beyonce is. She is "fierce" and the symbol of woman empowerment. Why? She goes out on stage half naked and gives the "look". She embraces her sexuality. She is not the only one in entertainment but I will use her as an example because her name and feminism has been thrown around since the VMAs. Perhaps before, but my Facebook feed is blowing up more now so... whateve. Besides, since when did Bey or Nicki replace Oprah and Barbara Walters as examples of feminism? Then there are women out there stating they don't need Feminism because they are not victims.    ...

Dear Mr. Williams,   I didn't know you. I knew of you through your amazing talent. At a young age, I was enchanted by you and never missed an episode of  Mork  and Mindy. As I grew up, I watched with delight, all of your movies. You made me laugh and you made me cry. Your characters  were inspiring and you brought them to life like no other. Your energy and compassion for others  truly radiated through the big screen and interviews.    If you could come back for even one  day, you would see how many lives you have touched throughout your lifetime. The world became a sadder place yesterday afternoon. We lost yet another ray of sunshine.  It was yesterday that I learned of your battles and heartaches. You see, I don't follow celebrity lifestyles. But if I had followed yours, it would have explained the sorrow  I saw behind those twinkling blue eyes  of yours all these years.   Your death has raised a lot ...