we will never agree on feminism.
Imagine my relief: how boring would that be?
Indeed, and seriously, the whole reason I wanted to ever take our exchanges to another level back in the old AM days, was that as soon as you showed up there not long after I had, I could see that you had raised the arts of disagreement to a serious and studious personal pursuit. I had already had knockdown-dragouts with other fellows there that were more like what you see on Youtube comment sections if you ever bother to read them: “well, you’re an idiot”; “no, you’re just an asshole” type of things. Then here comes this Russian lady with tact, good grammar, who thinks in paragraphs, and who can defend a point as if making it well mattered to her as a measure of her own self-respect.
You have never failed to be that sort of a partner in dialogue with me. And the funny thing is, that we agree on so many fundamental things, and it leaves us both at liberty to rake each other over the coals over matters of emphasis or terminology or vantage points. I hope you have gained as much as I have from it; and I’d agree with you even on the little things more often if I didn’t think it would be unsporting of me: “no, you go ahead and kick it in the goal, the goalie likes you, and you ought to have this point…”
Never gonna happen, is it?
