“The women looked at each other, and click! The shock of recognition… One little click turns on a thousand others. … In the end, we are all housewives, the natural people to turn to when there is something unpleasant, inconvenient or inconclusive to be done.”
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She Stood With Mizzou: A Conversation with Dr. Melissa Click
For better and for worse, since walking the talk and putting her body where her ideology was, Melissa Click’s life has never been the same.
Click! Rape Should Not Be a Requirement to Serve
I grew up oblivious to gender inequality. As a child of the ’80s/’90s I never felt gender prevented me from doing what I wanted to do. I grew up playing […]
Click! A Chubby Ballerina Gets Wise
I was maybe 8 or 9, my chubby self stuffed into a brand new pink leotard and tights. I was not happy in this outfit, largely because my little body […]
Click! Doing the Dishes and My Rock n’ Roll Dreams
It was the 1980s. I was an oddball. I loved Tina Turner, Pat Benatar, Cyndi Lauper, Eurythmics, U2 and the Rolling Stones. I was dreaming of becoming a rock star. […]
Click! Everything I Needed To Know I Learned in Kindergarten
I was 5 years old when I first had that sensation that comes from your gut when you know something isn’t right. Not a feeling of danger, but of righteous […]
Click! One Raging Ringing of the Bells
I grew up in a conservative, working-class Catholic home where I had never even heard of feminism. Whilst I had numerous “click” moments, I had no idea what to make […]
Click! A Feminist All Along
To borrow from Twelfth Night: Some are born feminists, some achieve feminism, and some have feminism thrust upon them. Those in the first category received Ms. rolled up in their […]
Click! My Grandmother’s Resistance
“How am I going to manage without you?” my maternal grandmother Pata wailed at the viewing of her husband’s recently deceased body. As a precocious and carefully inscrutable 12-year-old, I […]
Click! Cape Town, South Africa, 1980
It was during the anti-apartheid movement in South Africa, that I, a law student, came out as a feminist. The year was 1980. I had grown up in a Cape […]