Sometimes, if you’re persistent, you get through.
I have a classmate who has a tendency to say stuff that is really offensive. Once he told the story of when he came to the United States, he expected brilliant professors, gold roads, and beautiful women. According to him, these things only exist in movies about the USA. (He then ended up sandwiched between the author and her roommate, for the rest of the car ride. My roommate asked slyly, “Shame about that lack of beautiful women, eh?” His face got ashen and we just laughed to ourselves, as he quickly backpedaled. Needless to say, he isn’t known for his deft cultural sensitivity. I had long since figured that he would never understand feminism.
Fast forward to a year later, and I have been telling him off every time that he used the word “rape” to describe exams, schedules, video-games and non-legitimate rape. After the third time I called…
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