When so many of us feel powerless, seeing the extraordinary power of one woman feels like a cathartic release
There is a poster that hangs in my 6 year-old daughter’s room: it reads “Wonder Woman for President,” the superhero towering over the world she’s doing her best to save. It’s a reproduction of a 1972 Ms magazine cover, the feminist publication’s inaugural issue.
I always found the image lovely, but had no real attachment to Wonder Woman herself. I wasn’t a comic book or superhero fan; and unlike some of my friends who grew up wearing red and blue underoos and watching Lynda Carter play Wonder Woman on television, she wasn’t my go-to feminist icon.
June 08, 2017 at 03:51PM
from Jessica Valenti
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