Shout-out to the boy in my fifth grade class who kept badgering me about how I STOLE his place on the math team after I made the cut and he did not. (When my overly earnest autistic self wrote him a letter about how he was being sexist, he read it out loud to his friends so they could all laugh.)
Seanan McGuireThese things do not BELONG to men. My seat in the Commander pod was not STOLEN from a man. My publishing contract was not an incredible heist. Those things existed, I wanted them, I showed that I could use them well, I got them. We all needed to pay more attention in kindergarten, I swear.