Sisterhood? What Sisterhood?

Ah, feminism: no matter what, you just can’t do it right. Like womanhood itself, the movement frays and buckles with tension. One day you’re spreading feminist wisdom, and the next someone denounces you for diluting or co-opting the cause. Just when you start to master feminism’s wily nooks and crannies, it balloons into too many abstractions and historical details to pass it on to the next attention-challenged generation of girls. So you give up. And then, they reinvent the wheel. And it always looks a lot like the last wheel. And you’re like, “Wait, we already did this like a century ago.”