The Double Edge of Feminism (and what a video on Porn Addiction taught me)
Tatyana Khruscheva

When we can’t ask questions we’ve become something less than human. Socrates died for asking questions, he had no answers. I might not be Socrates but I can still wonder at the world and giggle at the absurd. I dislike all labels feminist, addict, male, left, right. I am a human my race predates these shallow things. I live. I grow. I question. I die. It’s enough.

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