When I received the invitation to host the book salon for Rebecca Solnit’s Men Explain Things to Me, I was sitting at a coffee shop listening to a white man I’d only just met explain the racial divide in St. Louis, Missouri. Full disclosure: I’m black and a native St. Louisan. As the man went on and on about some article on race that I just had to read and blah, blah, followed by another blah, I scrolled through my email and saw the book salon invite. And I laughed…hard…until my eyes watered. When the man asked what was so funny and I explained about the salon, he frowned and replied…wait for it…that not all men mansplain.
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As a reproductive justice activist in Missouri, I had a lot of “preach, sister!” moments while reading Delirium. I’ve seen the damage wrought from the relentless assault on reproductive rights…the unplanned pregnancies resulting from a lack of comprehensive sex education and access to contraception, the emotional and economic toll taken as women navigate a seemingly endless series of hurdles to access reproductive health care, and the devaluing of pregnant women resulting from legislative attempts to cast them solely as reproductive vessels who forfeit their rights once pregnancy has been confirmed. I’ve also seen the transformative power of activism, particularly in my home state of Missouri where the masses hold far more nuanced views on the politics of sex than those elected to represent us. For every challenge to access to birth control or abortion care, there is a fired up response that gives me hope for the future.