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1 " Women of color have no call to trust white women until white women take a gander at the world around them, investigate, learn and annihilate ignorance founded in being white in a society where the perspective and voice presented to the general public is white. "
― Inga Muscio , Cunt: A Declaration of Independence
2 " I was only hit on once at the grocery store. I remember it was early one Saturday morning and I was buying my daily bacon, when I got tapped on the shoulder. I turned around and I saw a rather short and very feeble eighty-year-old lady looking up at me. She said in a weak, scratchy voice, " Excuse me, young man, could you reach up and grab some ketchup for me?" Well I'm no dummy. I know when I'm getting hit on. I smiled politely and reached up for the ketchup, knowing full well that she just wanted to get a gander at my derriere. As I handed her the ketchup, she said, " Thank you," like I was some piece of meat, a boy toy, or something. Finally I just blurted out, " Look, I'm married, lady!" She acted all surprised and confused. " Excuse me? I don't understand!" I shook my head with a smirk, raised my left hand, and showed her my wedding ring. " Married!" I loudly told her. " I'm taken!" A stock boy at the end of the aisle looked at us and inquired, " Is everything okay?" " I'm fine," I assured him. " I know how to deal with predators." Well, suddenly this sex-crazed lady got all angry at me. Like I was out of line. She huffed off. " Well, I never!" " And you ain't gonna with me either, " I yelled after her. I have to admit, it was nice to get the attention. "
