I dreamt: like a traitor in John Ruganda’s Shreds of Tenderness, I was tied to a pole in front of a female firing squad. Female judges. Female politicians. The campus fellow in this era is walking into a generational transition marked by the phenomenal rise of women. If you tiptoe to the gate of the future and peek inside, you’ll see a world where women run the show.

Source: Standard Digital April 23, 2017 07:30 UTC