Sure, you need grit, determination, creativity, a thing called vocabulary and a semblance of rhythm. (And some might further suggest you make use of a fedora, a lapel pin that reads “PRESS” and an uncanny physiological ability to hold your liquor.) Instead of recognizing a history of privilege relished by their gender being marginally redistributed, they focus their attention on a single instance of imbalance. In this sense, the silly little story in Toronto Life has a bounty of applications to class, gender and race. But above all, it suggests that while obliviousness might make for great reading, it tends to have a rather horrible influence on living.

Source: National Post June 02, 2017 15:45 UTC