Friday, July 29, 2022

And I Think Of My Daughter…

...and I want to punch someone.

I am so tired of the male gaze being normative and ruling in all situations.

Many years ago, before my daughter was a gleam in my eye, my wife had reason to go to a car dealership to look at a car. She was in another town, so I wasn’t with her. The salesman said her husband needed to be there, since he was the one buying the car. She was in our hometown so she went to my father’s office to regain her composure. He called the dealership and ripped the sales manager a new one.

Over 30 years later, my daughter still gets the same treatment from car salesman.

Yes, I’m a late ‘60’s white male. But I think of my daughter. She doesn’t deserve to be treated that way, either.

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