I’m Fighting For Feminist Progress Without Apology

We need to go beyond “safe” issues like education and economics and address the structural factors that prevent women from fully realizing their human rights. We will have to move conversations about challenging sexism and patriarchy and changing power dynamics out of side rooms and onto center stage, into keynote addresses and into the headlines.

So-Called Predators in the Bathroom… Again

The transgender “bathroom panic” is making legislative gains across the country, thanks to conservative scare tactics to vilify the transgender community as sexual predators. Recently, an anti-LGBT bill, HB 2, was introduced in the North Carolina General Assembly; within hours, it had been signed by GOP Gov. Pat McCrory. The bill was introduced in response to a […]

Endless Aftershocks

April 28 marks the one-year anniversary of the devastating earthquake that struck Nepal. The article below, which first appeared in the Spring 2016 issue of Ms., outlines the ongoing devastation facing the nation’s women. Subscribe to Ms. today to read more global news with a feminist lens. Five-year-old Shirisha, once the Tamang family chatterbox, barely speaks now. […]

Proof that the STEM Fields are Totally Inhospitable to Women

After generations of hard-fought, hard-won progress prying open the doors of opportunity for women in the classroom, the boardroom and everywhere in between, our nation is at a tipping point in the struggle for gender equality. This historic moment, however, doesn’t mean the fight has been won. The proof of this unfinished business is all […]

Lupita Nyong’o and the Value of Visibility

This article appears in the spring 2016 issue of Ms. Subscribe today to read more from the current issue featuring cover woman Lupita Nyong’o! After appearing in North America’s highest-grossing movie of all time this winter—Star Wars: The Force Awakens—Lupita Nyong’o has turned up in an unexpected place. Not as wife to Will Smith’s doctor in […]

For Us

It was around 4 a.m. on a Sunday morning and I was sitting on a bench in my college’s police department waiting outside a closed door. My eyes were heavy and sore. I stared down at my boots, the leather toes milky and stained from sloshing through snow and salt on the February city streets. […]