As far as I can remember, I didn't grow up with a foul mouth. As kids, my parents didn't really shield me or my brothers from bad words, but they certainly didn't duct tape us to chairs in the basement and make us watch George Carlin videos either.
The fit between feminism and fathering has become a taken-for-granted part of my work and my life. But I was recently forced to rethink this combination as I followed a debate between men's rights activists (MRAs) and their critics.
Good men know that women writing about women getting hurt is not a statement that men are never hurt. It's not a statement that women are all perfect. It's simply a statement about stopping violence against women.