As somebody who makes their living drawing pictures, words aren’t exactly my strongest asset, so I’ll keep this short. This piece is about women not being listened to. It’s a piece about a society that allows everybody to decide what’s best for women except women. It’s a piece about “feminist” bros who think they know a thing or two about the female experience because they’ve read a Camille Paglia essay. It’s a piece about me. If you were born into a male body, it’s most likely a piece about you too. In the wake of the Stanford case I feel sick and weak. I have too many words and this is too small a space. In short: really listen to your female friends, really call out other lads when they’re being sexist, and try be sound. Thanks.
It seems like there’s a new one opening every week somewhere in the city. Is this a coffee-shop bubble? Or are they here to stay?